Lyrics:
And I'm singing happy birthday
Like Marilyn Monroe
(One) this is not a school girl crush
(No, two) this is not a puppy love, (uh-un)
It's the real thing
to infinity for them white hair
Bobby Digital, overthrow your whole citadel
Mista pitiful, your whole shrap stack is despicable
Undernourished, your shit
upon myself upon the lake
It's just a shot of shimmers and waves
Well, Bobby, he's afraid of being kicked
Before a thousand crowds
William is cursed
of those from David's line
The melancholy chords come not by accident
But by the muses in my veins
The muses in my pains
The answer is art
The answer is art
a martial arts school
By 30 my reputation went far and wide
Perhaps my sin was pride
My name is Bobby Combs
I went down so hard it smacked apart my bones
My
the first time in his life he felt free
oh bobby didn't know
he came to the wrong place
on this december night
he got killed by some farmer
whose wife he
Manny Yom
This about bobby
You know what it means to be hoping better days nigga
Hardwork a bonus ..what matter is bout the grace nigga
I know
have to tell you (Oh, Marilyn)
Bobby's been telling you lies
And you know that smile is just a disguise
Well hey Blondie, the big boys are bastards
I'm
for the elevation of the toxic in my blood
Where my mind, don't know now
But I know where it was
I need Nikki, where is Nikki
Baby girl please come
away
Heaven knows that I'm gonna make it one day
Yeah, yeah
Bobby don't do it to 'em
You're beautiful and you don't gotta prove it to 'em
Come on,
Yeah, yeah
Hey, ohh-oh, ohh-oh, ohh
Yeah, yeah
Ohh
Ooh, oh
Yeah, oh
Yeah, oh, oh
When we get by, we'll make it by
When we get by with love
door is unlocked its a bit rare
quiet yo I'm getting a bit scared
I called Jay
Im getting no answer I'm passing the door way a leg sticking out
a security threat
I'm only mad because your mother hasn't heard of me yet
We're playing chess by the doorway
Cousins out from Norway
And it's riveting to some
Key while stroking it
Love all the little things
On G I notice it Yeah
On G I notice it
You got yo own style
Do yo own thang
In yo own ways you a cold
of the corner of her eye
She left Bobby there standin'
At the table empty-handed as the band played "Why Lady Why"
It's all about love
One don't one does
Goddamn my life is so glamorous
Surrounded by money and cameras
That Hollywood life, it do damages
Cut you deep down with no bandages
Goddamn my life
time.
She moves in secret ways, and there is grace and poise, perfection when she takes the helm.
She moves in secret…
Days gone by I thought I had it
listen, ah, do you know how...
Do you know how to get to the chateau mormon from here?
Not exactly...is it by the, by the airport?
No no, we don't, we have
Bobby met Mary in nineteen-whatever
Before they knew it, she was a mother
And everyone knew their love for each other
And Mary knew that Bobby was
As long as I've been givin' my love to you
You should be givin' me your love, too
But you just keep on actin' just like a fool
You know it ain't cool
Way before you just seemed fine
Kept it real with me, each time (each time)
I've been thinkin' that you don't love me (love)
Like you used to love me
I got my discharge from Fort Irwin
Took a place on the San Diego county line
Felt funny bein' a civilian again
It'd been some time
My wife had
threw it back, you already know
Bobby serving cunt when I pull up to the show
Bobby is a punk kid the moshpit is my home
Some dumb drunk runt tryna break
Uh
We got it hotter than a stove
I'm looking I'm looking I'm looking for
The one, come and get me in the zone
Is it you, is it you come and let me
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