bringin' To you lovin' that you know Is in my heart and clingin' To days that passed on by Need we stop, though to wonder why You know I love you, baby
the time You play the fool and then you shine Can I meet you in between? ''cause you know we could both do without a scene, now I don't mean to blame you I
with your plastic hands and century-old arctic kisses. And not a finger lifts till it all turns to shit and you all act like you're impressed. You slouch
a movie starrin me, so far Chorus: repeat 2X Do you know where you're goin to? Do you like the things that life is showing you? Where are you going to? Do you
Mr. Piano Man) Play a song for love Do you have a request book handy, I can flip through? I do, he said my name is Rodney, good to meet you What do you
you are four walls You don't make a room don't make a room I caught you covered in tinsel Bouncing your eyeballs off a pinstripe piano Don't you
hey I give her a pass And I love 'em all, I love 'em crazily And they love me back, that's why they stay with me So if you havin' girl problems, I'll
your hands up (Whoa, whoa) Cause you can't Cause you can't Cause you can't Cause you can't stop (Whoa, whoa) Can you hear me Do you feel it If you
a little problem You You You, Me & You, You You And it ain?t gon be no foolin around Between him & you you you you you you you you you Him and You girl I
I'm tired of all your currents and your tides Your moods creating whirlpools And you're in love with the ride and I Want - some - peace and quiet!'
bloody Monday And there's two things I forgot I forgot to do my homework And I've only got one sock I'm halfway through a test But I just can't concentrate I
I walk like this 'cause I can back it up I, I walk like this 'cause I can back it up I, I talk like this 'cause I can back it up I, I can back it up,
the door? What, you don't like the way I chew? Hey, let me tell you You're not the woman that I wed You say you're depressed but you're not You just
it you who left when I needed you? Wasn't it you who kept thinking I would be the fool? Then I heard over you, So, bad wasn't it you who said you who
I wasn't the one baby I loved you so I gotta (Goootta!) Give you up what I'm tryna say is I... {Gotta Let You Go} [Music Ends With Piano And Word Go
I get down I get down all the way Yo soy un disco quebrado Yo tengo chicle en mi cerebro I'm a ass, ass, ass I'm, I'm, I'm, I'm a ass, ass, ass Sawdust
working to hard And the beats so hard, your workin workin And I, I cant escape from the work in LA And I, I cant sleep in my bed in UK And you clap
comfortable; my daddy ain't Cliff Huxtable. I'm original and I'm loveable. But really, do a nigga look fuckable? I doubt it ho, and I like the dough.