your life unexposed You better peap this out south bitches as pros If you don't know how it goes You besta follow your nose Get on some freak shit Now
American Marines,] [civilians and south Vietnamese officers. The girls parade] [around and get the crowd to buy raffle tickets:] [the winner of the "beauty
fix us up then. Bloody marvellous. We don't get through on some level, as you notice. Was under marijuana. Beautiful, beautiful. Keep smoking. Nothing illegal beautiful, beautiful
ground And he wears his isolation As a widow wears a shroud They hammered him with discipline Screaming out loud As they did with Jesus With hammer and with nails Now
my church, not yours And wisdom knows the truth And the old testaments agree its Fleet Street B.C. I was blind But now I But now I see I was blind...
was always told that time could heal And change the way the broken-hearted feel Now I know it's not true For I'm sad and blue And I'm sure missing her now
moon It was such a beautiful thing But it's ended now and it sounds like a lie I said I'd rather die that be without her Love is such a beautiful thing
The Zombies) The warmth of your love's Like the warmth from the sun And this will be our year Took a long time to come... Don't let go of my hand Now
of town, way on up riverside rushing down, that's the freest moment a city girl knew. I've got the beauty of the moment, passed so quickly, Now the
knew That someone had stolen my wallet. Now it's fiesta time in akron, ohio, But it's back to old guadalajara I'm longing to go. Far away from the strikes
be fuckin') On da bed on da couch now (Fuckin', fuckin', fuckin') From the front to the living room (We should be fuckin') On da bed on da couch now (
feel this way You're like a big hit on the top list straight From east to south Your name just seems to be the only word On every mouth I know my competition
the Southern tip of South America and We're coming in- on into Australia and over New Zealand and I have never seen- incredible- beauty- One of the excavators on
bout, we wipe boys down In south park on mlk, on sunday we clown From the streets of antoine, to the homestead hoods From mo city to studewood, it's
' on you ass Now your clothes all muddy Your nose all bloody Your dick was hard but now it's soft You thought you had a girl to rock your world Now you
Scoop another ho From Tupelo Hit it once hit it twice, then I hit it again Hit it in Meridian Make that bitch rub her clit again Pinch the nipples on
's already mad, 'cause you fuckin' his wife So he starts beatin' on your ass Now your clothes all muddy, your nose all bloody Your dick was hard but now
on some Ludacris shit So all ya'll can suck my dick, bitch! Too many niggaz (Not enough hoes) Too many rookies (Not enough pros) The game got switched on