Alice, where's your hair? She said; look in the sharp of a well-worn butterfly knife Alice, where's your teeth? She said, look at the piano. They?re
rafters with carefree young people, many of whom we have already encountered at the studio and at Schwab's. Several of the GUESTS cluster around the piano
t wanna lose his life at the party) [Verse 2]:T.I. I'm a grown ass man with a big bank roll, what makes you think I'm finna' be here arguin at the door
You took it on, you took it on board I said "Thank you, thank you, for loving me at my worst" If this isn't love it's very close Can you hear the world
... " - Joe Budden [Intro: Crooked I (Kay Young)] You're nothin without +Focus+ Woo... Long Beach (lay your seats back) New Jersey (turn your speakers up) Brook-lyn! Detroit! [Chorus: Kay Young
Signor Piangi . . . if you please . . . (REYER thumps the piano keys, then leaves the piano, and attempts to attract attention using signals. Al the height of the mayhem, the piano
of charms my heart and soul surrender! CHORUS The trumpeting elephants sound hear, Romans, now and tremble! Hark to their step on the ground hear the
you; the things you hate the most : the lessons on piano, the books you read in Sunday school-- I swear I'd trade in anything to be young again. And
Testi Canzoni</a> I was the gypsy We sang as we stood at the gate We were ready to take the world on Four young soldiers of fate Couldn't wait
Break a man break a promise break a heart break a home Take a long hard look at the heaven gone to hell under the gun See the child young and hungry growing
point at me Saying: [DBX] Boy, what the fuck is wrong with you K, can't trust up on me like that? But, ey yo, I take this TV, Eyque's bargaining at the
fuck around you'll be against me the size of a meal sack cutie little bucks better hit the jake but that doesn't mean nothin to the heart within you cramped
and Bizmark man split commands cause penny like a shark spin when the beat starts, stop eatin hard teeth extremely sharp, coming at your beaty hearts Bigger the mess at
[Young Chris talking] Where that pian sat at (uh) Young Gannas (chea) What up niggas; Niggas got till January to get they shit together; You hear that
from memories and dreams Growing old or growing young I'll hold you in my heart (???) Cause it's her eyes, and she gets so far away She's talking at
(feat. Gorilla Zoe) welcome to starblocks its young dirty who sent you? its young dirty! oh okay what you need? hey i need some of them thangs,
's exciting So I put on my overcoat and went down to find In Revlon and Crimpelene they captured my heart To the strain of a piano and a cocktail murderess