stumble and fall Never mind how I stumble and fall You imagine me sipping champagne from your boot For taste of your elegant pride I may be going to hell in a bucket
Ohh oh, ohh oh, ah Sing to me baby, baby Buckets, nuggets of rain Nuggets of rain, nuggets of tears Got all the nuggets comin' out of my ears Nuggets
Eight times of fel-an-fo-fi Like cobalt cast and clean I got a mojo felt the wheel Real fashion feel Tri-Jack it, black it for more Handcuffs with special
Ruff Ryders niggas, blood in, blood out Sheek, Methical Yo yo, hey yo Soon as I cop the nine, I pop the nine But when I take it out the box, I represent
With a bucket in my hand I'm waitin' for a woman That ain't got no man 'Cause my bucket's got a hole in it Yeah, my bucket's got a hole in it Yeah, my bucket
bucket in my hand I'm a waitin' for a woman That ain't got no man Cause my bucket's got a hole in it Yes, my bucket's got a hole in it Yes, my bucket
There are times when you find, lobsters in a bucket, can't climb out. Why won't they climb away? Because other lobsters pull them down. Cherry pits and
Buckets of rain, buckets of tears Got all them buckets comin' out of my ears Buckets of moonbeams in my hand You got all the love, honey baby I can stand
come one more drop in the bucket Here come one more drop in the the bucket Got to get it one more Here's some [Incomprehensible] drop in the the bucket
Count on me When you just need a place to hide out for a while I'll help you hide the bodies in a little while I will bring you buckets of mercy And
bucket in my hand I'm a waitin' for a woman That ain't got no man 'Cause my bucket's got a hole in it Yes, my bucket's got a hole in it Yes, my bucket
what? L: (crying) Use the bucket dear Henry, dear Henry, dear Henry, Use the bucket, dear Henry, dear Henry, the bucket! H: Uh, Liza???? There's a hole in the bucket
the bucket when it comes to lovin' me Lovin' me lovin' me you're not a drop in the bucket when it comes to lovin' me [ fiddle ] There's a hole in my bucket
in the bucket dear Liza There's a hole in the bucket dear Liza, dear Liza There's a hole in the bucket dear Liza, dear Liza, Liza There's a hole in the bucket
Buckets of rain, buckets of tears Gallons of buckets comin' out of my ears Buckets of moonbeams in my hand You got a love, honey which I, I can't stand
Sometimes I get too drunk I feel so goddamned low I have no place to go, no one to turn to I think about your loving arms, where I'd like to be But it
away Our little pony-tailed girl growed up to be a woman Now she's gone in the blink of an eye She left the suds in the bucket And the clothes hangin
You've got the bucket, baby I got the chicken You've got the Smith and a Wesson and I got the ammunition Maybe we could shoot the town or sit around finger