Shake! are you even here? (your begging pease and your ready to go) oh... cant you see that im ready to go? oh..oh i better not show,im drawing dead and
Shake! are you even here? (your begging pease and your ready to go) oh... cant you see that im ready to go? oh..oh i better not show,im drawing dead
Shake Are you even here? (You?re begging please and you?re ready to go) Oh, can?t you see that I?m ready to go? Oh, oh I better not show I?m drawing
everybody wanna be fly til you swat 'em but who am i to talk? i aint shittin' roses we in in the same picture but we all got different poses i'm looking
Concert, concert tonite Dit dit dit dit dit dit dit Concert, concert tonite The music's comin' at you You know it's worth the wait You'll lose those
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You know, you know sometimes, sometimes people say to me, "Rose, when's the first time you ever heard the blues?" And u know what i tell 'em? "The day
Starry, starry night, paint your palette blue and gray Look out on a summer's day With eyes that know the darkness in my soul Shadows on the hills, sketch
The girl still racing out at the trestles But that blood it never burned in her veins Now I hear she's got a house up in Fairview And a style she's trying
I love to see the cottonwood blossom in the early spring I love to see the message of love that the bluebird brings When I see you walking with him down
House got too crowded clothes got too tight And I don't know just where I'm going tonight Out where the sky's been cleared by a good hard rain There
Well I've been out of the woods for six days and nights now Well I'm a little hot wired, but I'm feeling all right I got some money in my pocket and
Well I sought gold and diamond rings My own drug to ease the pain that living brings Walked from the mountain to the valley floor Searching for my beautiful
Well you can go out with him Play with all of his toys But takin' care of you darlin' Ain't for one of the boys Oh there's somethin' in your soul
Well now on a summer night in a dusky room Come a little piece of the Lord's undying light Crying like he swallowed the fiery moon In his mother's
Well brunettes are fine man And blondes are fun But when it comes to getting a dirty job done I'll take a red headed woman A red headed woman It
(Prevail) Fate plays a swan's song sweet staccato, deep sterling silver bullet, leather bomb or a prada No fabric can protect you from the magic I let
The Concerto of the Desperado R-double-O-T-S check the flow If you know like I know then you know the motto That's all the fake shit got to go In the
