eyes She kept it there til he came to So he could stare down the barrel too Pulled the trigger once and watched him die And the man at the piano played
my knees And roll my stockings down And all that jazz Start the car I know a whoopee spot Where the gin is cold But the piano's hot It's just a noisy
HORTON No, I just never thought I'd see you on a nest MAYZIE Neither did I, Hort...neither did I. (The CAT as PIANIST rides out on a small, Seussian piano
wearing that? Where's your books and your lunch and your homework at? Grab your coat and your gloves and your scarf and hat Don't forget you got to feed the cat
brand new gat, some rather sit around and snitch like rats, aint no tellin' where im at on the map, my chuck taylors days stay lays devine, look in the eyes
when I'm deceased Now beating me is easier than finding peace, But niggaz still criticize my work and my lines and my shirt down to the size In a world of scouring eyes
where secrets hiding in the shadows all out of sight (Meowth!) Shining like a cat's eye Magic play is dancing Quickly casts a greenish reflection Your eyes are like a cat
doors where secrets hiding in the shadows all out of sight (Meowth!) Shining like a cat's eye Magic play is dancing Quickly casts a greenish reflection Your eyes are like a cat
even when I'm deceased Now beating me is easier than finding peace, But niggaz still criticize my work and my lines and my shirt down to the size In a world of scouring eyes