You said the way my blue eyes shined Put those Georgia stars to shame that night I said, "That's a lie" Just a boy in a Chevy truck That had a tendency
that's a sin Let him poke this white bitch Kim for coke Outside of a bar until I switched in Breaking her in like new Tims in a robbery Take a culture
I strike a match to an old love letter Another weak attempt at lettin' go I try to put myself together I know I'm not even close The time will come When
(george teren/don pfrimmer/tim buffert) I'm too far west of the mississippi And so far north there's a foot of snow How I wish you could be here with
sweet Georgia rain Make me feel so warm And how God made a Dixie storm And how I loved those Dixie storms And the rumble in the sky Brings a shudder
the wind Every morning I'll be singing Like a caged bird you might say John, Paul, George and Ringo Help pass the hours away Free as a bird will I be
to the station caught myself a midnight train I made my way to Georgia landin' in a gamblin' town I got myself in trouble shot a county sheriff down shot a
(Lowell George, J. Levy) If it's fix a fence, fender dents I've got lots of experience Rent gets spent And all the letters never written don't get sent
'll always be blue when I think of things we used to do I'll always be sad when I remember the good times we had I'll cry when I see all those love letter
Roses are red my love violets are blue Sugar is sweet my love but not as sweet as you A long long time ago on graduation day You handed me your book
used to sing that silly song to me Sing, "M-I-crooked letter-crooked letter-humpback-humpback" Get a little closer "M-I-crooked letter-crooked letter-humpback-humpback" Get a
gym (Just to get a peek again, she's a 10) High school she was that girl That make me do the hula hoop around the gym (Just to get a peek again, she'
out the red six We grab a bite to eat, maybe let me kick it with ya I was just thinking if you got a minute for a nigga I'ma be cool If ya wanna we can
't play that I done came back with a song of my own Timbaland on the matter feel, tell 'em it's on P-T I'm a cruise, I'm a cruise, I'm a cruise control
I jumped out the red six It's pastor troy little mama, I run shit I was just thinking if you got a minute for a nigga We grab a bite to eat, maybe let
used to be my friend, from the beginin' And now I'm just a player sippin' sauce, every now and then To catch a buzz like a bumble bee Niggaz who tried
ë: Hellooo..? Nikolai Gogol: Vas chi Gustav Flaubert: Oui William Makepeace Thackeray: Call me 'William Makepeace Thackeray' Nathaniel Hawthorne: The letter 'A
I'm sure by now you can read me like a letter When my feelin' is on my sleeves so you see them better Makes me wanna say it on my twitter Let everybody