Twenty inches pop my feather The Birdman daddy, I fly in any weather Alligator seats with the head in the inside Swine on the dash, G-Wagon so Fly Numba 1, don't tangle
i'ma have to bury ya The real scream team on your scream scene It's like showdown on the range Go tell me who wanna tangle with the Ghetto witch-doctor
And why you'd leave the stage in the middle of a song Now in my mind I keep you frozen as a seventeen year old Roundin' third to score the winning run
she liked the way he played the game Everybody cheered when he scored that Last touchdown Indian summer, the wonder The hunger and the sound of distant thunder Indian summer Tangled
Warner you got cornered scouting report, can't scramble in the clutch But when I get down, it's third and inches threatenin to score How you gonna tackle
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his battlefield. PIANGI: Those who tangle with Don Juan . . . REYER: No, no, no! Please. Don Juan, Signor Piangi - here is the phrase. "Those who tangle
Flare like a rocket Goon squad hired hit A buck in the pocket Blood on the ice Blood on the ice Puck shy, black eye Jam in the corner Tangled up, beat
of things Words you should never repeat Keep callin' Flyin' right out of the door, To the point where I gotta hear more I wanna settle the score, I'
Comin' through my area, I'ma have to bury ya The real scream team on your scream scene It's like showdown on the range, go tell me who wanna tangle
The swiftest fingers play for money the best are tangled up in minds The sweetest sisters come down to connin they buy no truth of any kind Senile mothers
'ma have to bury ya The real scream team on your scream scene It's like showdown on the range Go tell me who wanna tangle with the ghetto witch-doctor
Music: Romeo-Pinnella Lyrics: Miller Just one more night One more score Another question in my mind, Can't take no more Kissing the tears from my face
inches pop my feather, The Bird man daddy I fly in any weather Alligator seats with the head in the Inside Swine on the dash, G-Wagon so Fly Numba 1 don't tangle
[Music: Michael Romeo, Michael Pinnela] [Lyrics: Thomas Miller] Just one more night One more score Another question in my mind, can't take no more Kissing