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1st & (1st &) 15th (15th)
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Blowing horns like Miles Davis
At the pearly gate, God let me in
Give me a room by Aaliyah with ESPN
I know I got more sins than two lesbians
Been
Performed by adam sandler, frank, and randi
Transcribed by a fan
"and now a cow at bat in the bottom of the 6th inning of a little league game
mystery how i won the fight
Got my hands on a parachute then i took flight
I'm wise
It feels I've been here for time
Like Edison I'm making light
Get my
straps
I wear you like a backpack
You know that I rely on you
My parachute
My head is often in the clouds
Miles and miles above the ground
So distracted by
make it up to you
I'll only ask for one more dance
Gonna jump no parachute
I still drive by the corner where I met your lips
Scroll through photos
need another clue yeah
I ain't got a reason
Do it like you mean it for now
I'll be your parachute
I don't know where I am
I'll justify my meaning by
Parachute from the top
I'm a fein for the gwap
Know they paranoid
She the drug I approach
I cannot avoid
Talk the walk
But you following Hell boy
I don't need
Parachute from the top
I'm a fein for the gwap
Know they paranoid
She the drug I approach
I cannot avoid
Talk the walk
But you following Hell boy
I don't need
parachute, I sky dive
55 to Lake Shore Drive
Ls in stride got me on thrive
Wave shit, high tides
No parachute, I sky dive
55 to Lake Shore Drive
Ls in stride
I think I need a parachute
Feel like I'm jumpin' out the sky
Sometimes you make me feel incredible
Sometimes you got me runnin for my life
Oh, it
Very old friend
Came by today
As he was telling everyone in town
Of all the love that he'd just found
And Marie's the name (of his latest
car
Blowing horns like Miles Davis
At the pearly gate, God let me in
Give me a room by Aaliyah with ESPN
I know I got more sins than two lesbians
Been
When you play by the rules of the world
The world will rule you!
When you play by the rules of the divine
You will rule the world
Bring back
bought a little from my brother's friend
Yeah, well just to get me by
I don't trust his cut
The effect's never as high as the markup
I think I'll print
bought a little from my brother's friend,
Yeah, well just to get me by.
I don't trust his cup,
The effect's never as high as the markup.
I think I'll
felt their claws obstruct and refuse refugees in the new Rome
Lock our voices in the oven like s-Sylvia at home
My eyes are on the world, and my hands
The last night of the fair
By the big wheel generator
A boy is stabbed
And his money is grabbed
And the air hangs heavy like a dulling wine
haven, executive haven
Executive haven, executive haven
Executive haven, executive haven
With tea served in floral cups
The coziness inside enhanced by
hound fell by your gun
Fell by your gun, yes,
Fell by your gun
For more than three hundred nazis fell by your gun
I'd hate to drop in a parachute
Original bad man jezzy
Everyday Anywhere
Steady show me love girl you blow my mind
Always by my side baby all the time
Promise I go day for a longer
to find a way to slide back in
Yeah I mean every word
Let me put this in terms
you'll understand
I'd rather
Get stung by a bee
Go rock bottom broke
and there's no knowing when
You look real good in his blue Ferrari
Like Sylvia Kristel, Mata Hari
And I'm haunted by a man with two surnames
I'm driven round by
Would we pass by?
Like parachutes and air balloons
Or satellites and lonely moons
We'd still be drifting far apart
But thank the stars we are entwined
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