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Murmansk Run/Ellis Island

Al Stewart

24 Carrots

1980

afford to be late
Working every morning, every evening, every day
For your money, Yet there's nothing to save

Watching your life pass by the window

Yeba

Oh oh oh oh oh ye ye ( ye ye ye ye)
Wealthboi again
Girl you promise me say
You go stand by me
You tell me say
You go always dey for me
Shey na

There’s a hole in my soul
Can you see it? 
I’ve been counting each day
Gets repetitive
Time is moving so slow
Oh no, what a way to go
Will you be by

say my grace
I don't play, but you that ima ball like NBA
Counting cake, bitch I live the May 6th every single day
And I skipped school, but when it

literal
We should make it a bit more ph ph physical
Until you're by my side won't you write me story lines because

Every day I miss you
In ways I didn't

brain
I keep on counting currency but I will never change

Bill collectors calling all day and night
Make me want to jump through the phone and take

I don't know what happened
Blew a bag the other day looking for some Jimmy Choos
I made it back already multiply that times 2
That money stick to me

matter what it cost if I want a nigga dead imma pull up walk chalk em
Creep on em all day have them boys go stalk em by the night time bet them boys gon

man, it just kept out
Almost every day by the bay now
Me and Yaygo up the hill, we at G's house
We was zoomin' down the boulevard, Jay Loud
Stay away,

knows
Getting caught in his ways
Cause I'm still just a man
At the end of the day
Getting tempted by demons
These vices I crave
Day and night, every day

I had slid
Y'all niggas pests y'all imma get rid
Yea, counting up money (Money)
Why does she wan' be my honey (My honey)
Boy you stupid yeah you is

Still gotta get paid
And my mums praying every day
So I feel kinda safe
And I got hella faith
Man this shit can't take my life
When you see me I'm rolling

just stay right where we are
Counting days like counting stars

Do you really want me to stay
Or turn and walk away
Weighed down by yesterday
Do you

Heartaches by the Number

Jan Howard

Sweet and Sentimental

1962

day you'd love me less each day I love you more
I've got heartaches by the number a love that I can't win
But the day that I stop counting that's

the niggas who wanted to question
About my craft or blessing
Know I've been crafted by heaven
Don't need no time with a reverend
Counting my time to the second

I know
Everything will be fine
And you be counting the days till you see me again
I know you wanna be more than just friends
I’m the on you want to be

and counting down the days
Now Ima count it for every dollar that's gone come my way
Never ran from no problems not even ran away
But if you got a problem you

Paparazzi watching me ain't a thing stopping me (Trouble)/
Wooo ugh all these girls crowding round me yea I'm in trouble/
Ugh every other day it's another

me what im missing out
'cause I can't seem to find a way to even love myself

Counting all the days that I could have been perfect
I always thought

counting these steps we take
We fell in a foreign place
Day by day
We never healed the pain we made
Mm

Somehow I've been missing our days
Then it came all

your own 
If you do bad today naa your own ooh 
Na your own o
Me I live by grace only grace 
Me I live by God, e no pass God 
Everything is just for me

playing in your cockpit's
Braid the hair at the side
They probably thought I made pop shit
I'm a Don, so kiss the ring and be gone
Come to me on the day

drowning

My mind can't decide so take it day by day
Slow down counting blessings I can take today, it'll be okay, do it day by day

Manifest the way to my

I said ayo
Ayo
I need some cash but see the pay slow
Pay slow
I need some money by today though
Day though
I need some money by today
Today
I must