not going to make it through the techno age, well which of us will? I dont no the a VCR and an IUD although i aught to find out i would hate to be standing
Fat as I am. Who wants to see a diva fat as I am? I get mistaken now for Lainie Kazan. How is it that I'm fat as I am? Fat as I am. The camera's gonna
Belching it out to the balcony Ah, yes, ah, I'm singing Broadway and it's heaven I'll be singing Broadway till I die Just tell me what could be better
over Meryl Streep, theres new light on the cinamatic horrizon, Madonna. Oh this is not going to be so much as mud flinging as it's gonna be like a land
misgivings, She finally did. And the sigh of relief that issued forth From the diva's mouth Was so loud that it was mistaken by some To be the early
Ernie, and he said to me "Soph, you got no tits and a tight box". I said to him "Ernie get off my back." From Bette Midler's Mud Will Be Flung Tonight
I find the map and draw a straight line Over rivers, farms, and state lines The distance from here to where you'd be It's only finger-lengths that I see
tryin to move from these streets and consentrate on this rapper money ~{Chorus}~ ~{Verse 3}~ man we supposed to be family and we all hood if we all could get money it'll be
back's to the wall, what will your answer be? Will run for the door...will you run out on me like it's hard? It's no holds barred (no holds barred) Most
Tired of my beeper, tired of my phone Tired of this tired ol' tie I got on Sick of this traffic jam that I'm in We all get sick of it all now and then
the streets of town They act like people, but they're shapeless, grimy, grey and brown (Made of mud, they're made of mud) (2x) It used to be that everyone
you see where you're going, you're close to the edge Oh, well I know you cry, you don't wanna die, So take what I?ve found, and you'll be miles and
must be love 'Cause it must be love And the way you are, it must be love And the things you feel, must be love Ohh ohh, it must be love Ohh ohh, must
eiri sa speir 's grian bhui an fhomhair ag tomadh sa weir Ta na beachogai 'dranndian sa tsean duilliur donn Ta gaoth barra na g'coillte, gaoth barra
(feat. Martha Wainwright) I find the map and draw a straight line Over rivers, farms, and state lines The distance from here to where you'd be It'
Here we are, with our crew. Back on track, with the drinking few. United we stand, this family presents: it's just our life, and there are no rules. Always
En el bar de los pesares encontre tu puerta abierta. Yo bebia por cansarme y llegaste por sorpresa. Te delato la mirada y abrace tu pensamiento, mis
I don't like to be Swept Aside Oh Baby, I try so hard to be kind But I'm lazy, I got mean things on my mind and I don't like to be Swept Aside Are