Lyrics:
She thinks, "Hey,
How did I come to this?
I dreamt like anybody else one night
I would be a beautiful princess."
But then the roads in the park
can park or not
'Cause I circle like vultures, la costa nostra
What's yo name, what's yo number and ya culture
You need nuts in yo face like a poster
coming down
In the park I saw a daddy
With a laughing little girl
He was swingin
And I stopped beside the Sunday school
And listened to the song
Saturday night in Toledo, Ohio, is like being nowhere at all
All through the day how the hours rush by
You sit in the park and you watch the grass
Single pigeon through the railing
Did she throw you out
Sunday morning fight about Saturday night
Single seagull gliding over
Regent's park
got it all locked up inside
And if you beat 'em enough, they'll die
It's like a walk in the park from a cell
Now you're keeping your own kind in hell
of the shop that sells cheap radios.
And there sits she - no bed, no bread nor butter -
On a double yellow line where she can park anytime.
Old Lady Grey;
of her great loss
After they'd gone away
Three little girls came skipping through the park
Talking of little boys and getting home before it's dark
When
leaves
Green as spearmint
Crisp as paper
I remember trees
Bare as coat racks, spread like broken umbrellas
And parks and bridges, ponds and zoos
show me them titties
I'll drive my dick right through your twin cities
Around your bends over your curves and ass
Park it in yer mouth til I run outta
through the park
Shadowboxing in the dark
Then you came and caused a spark
That's a four-alarm fire now
I never made love by lantern-shine
I never
Mama said if you find love you better cherish it
Teach me!
[Chorus]
I like to slow dance, I like to romance
I like to, stroll through the park
the ladies myself, I decided to park Old Paint and change my socks -- from him to me.
(I find that extremely offensive!) So did Old Paint.
But there were no
true to to you, darlin', in my fashion
Yes, I'm always true to you, darlin', in my way
Mister Gable, I mean Clark
Wants me on his boat to park
If
on
I've been walkin' Central Park
Singin' after dark
People think I'm crazy
Stumbling on my feet
Shufflin' through the street
Asking people, "Hey,
back blood
Holla at em Hov
[Jay-Z]
I'm from Flushing, Marcy, Notia, Myrtle and Park
Niggas'll drive by in the day, murder you in the dark
That's why
foolish things remind me of you
The park at evening when the bell has sounded
The "Ile de France" with all the gulls around it
The beauty that is
Porsche maneuvers through the city like New York sewers
Stinkin' up the air, Central Park, horse manure
Rims is 22 inches, Benz suspensions
22 inch dick
through the park
Shadowboxing in the dark
Then you came and caused a spark
That's a four-alarm fire now
I never made love by lantern-shine
I never
weight of the brain, Allah real
Slang jacks and hold gats, in the hood, 80 proof
Get my dick sucked on the roof of the projects
Dice game in the park
wife, won't let me!"
Lor, what a fuss Obadiah made of me
When he used to take me in the park!
He used to squeeze me till I was black and blue,
When
a prizefight, that isn't a fake (no fakes)
I love to row boat with you and your wife on Central Park lake
She goes to Opera and stays wide awake (yes, I do)
balancing on a wire
Or watching tigers jump through fire
Better than anything except being in love
Better than driving 'round the park
Or watching
Blue sky, sunshine
What a day to take a walk in the park
Ice cream, daydream
Till the sky becomes a blanket of stars
What a day for a pickin'
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