Ooh, I see guys and girls dancin', ooh, ooh Ooh, I see guys and girls dancin', ooh, ooh Now as the record spins around, you recognize this sound Well
incarcerated but college educated As soon the Albany I was a full time student part time emcee At the time raw shack was the place to be Living on judge
you'll come walking through As I tell my troubles to the four walls The hands of my watch slowly move and I cry For time and romance are passing me by
You can tell by the wind By fresh cut wood All stacked to dry That autumn's here And it makes you sad About the crumby Summer we had With pine trees
in a trunk, get shot in the face No hoes, no clothes, no one showin' up for my shows You know how it goes, I might as well kick it at home But my baby
the first time you heard it? Or how was the first time? Tim: It was awesome. Uh except for I didn't know if I should I should take it as a compliment
, locked in a trunk, get shot in the face No hoes, no clothes, no one showin' up for my shows You know how it goes, I might as well kick it at home But
carpet Every time I walk inside the house, she always tend to start shit No to drugs I never spark it, I used to be bullied for honor classes By those
your kisses. Back turned on the world, like that as it goes slowly by I know I'll hear Sounds in the sunset, now It's time to stay beside you And you
live, you can die And nothing stops the river as it goes by Nothing stops the river as it goes All alone and all together Every day, come what may By the time
pussy! She thought she can pull the world by that I wasn't pulled yet. I tell you that something that I can take. And this time she pushed me too far
(Egan) It's a dead-end job and the money is low, And the time goes by so slow. If I stay too long it could bring me down, So I might as well take another
Alan Parsons he'll say have you listened to my new band we'll say no but we really like that one song it goes time keeps flowing like a river in the
's whinin' low I'm so lonesome I think I'm gonna cry Did you ever see the night so long When time goes crawlin' by? That old moon it just went behind
much Do their dry voices crack Talking of things gone by Have they cried too much A tear or two still always seems to cloud the eye They tremble as
much, do their dry voices crack Talking of times gone by And have they cried too much, a tear or two Still always seems to cloud the eye They tremble as
the crowd to greet him.) ARTIE Hey, Gillis! We'd given you up. (BETTY, by the piano, hears this and looks around, delighted to see JOE. By now, ARTIE
sing Weak become heroes, then the stares align We all sing, we all sing, sing The night slowly fades and goes slow motion All the commotion becomes floatin' emotions Same piano