High and lonesome out on Times Square Haven't got a dime, ain't got a prayer Deliver us, Lord, from this golden calf People only want what they cannot
Bop bopa-a-lu a whop bam boo Tutti frutti, oh Rudy Tutti frutti, oh Rudy Tutti frutti, oh Rudy Tutti frutti, oh Rudy Tutti frutti, oh Rudy A whop bop-
I just wanna say Let me taste the fruit of your space Oh what a, oh what a day I just wanna play Magical visions, what we lay, lay, lay I wanna, I wanna
Bitter fruit hangs under the care of the skeleton tree Its roots rest above the settling dust Which will rise and fall, only this time will not return
(Randy Holden) It's so nice to feel the colors All days when you are new You close your eyes And feel the foam of silence. Running home and cease to
A wop bop a loo bop a lop bam, bam Tutti frutti, oh rutti, tutti frutti, oh rutti Tutti frutti, oh rutti, tutti frutti, oh rutti Tutti frutti, oh rutti
In praise of fruit I wrote this song Because of fruit my heart is strong Who could estimate its worth? Fruit's the finest food on earth Fresh fruit,
Well, along come the FFV the swiftest on the line Running long the C&O road 20 min behind Running in the Subhill Headquaters on the line Receivin' their
left some food wrapped up in a plastic bag on the kitchen table way too long i sat down to eat next to the bag i was too tired to throw it out i saw
It's a swamp Just a jungle Tigers slipping through all the time Snakes and alligators Want to have a piece of what is mine I don't pay No attention To
Your shots are low you hit below the belt But you forget it doesn't fuckin count I've know too many of your kind Won't take your shit no not this time
Just when you've found your way to the boiler room They come to dig you out with picks and shovels and acetylene torches I couldn't do nothing but watch
I took my girlfriend to the neighborhood store Reached in my pocket lookin? down at the floor My friend said, ?Hey girl?, as I bumped into the door I
What do you do with a fruit? They're juicy and healthy and cute But to eat 'em it's true There's a few things to do If you wanna get through to a
Fruitcakes By: jimmy buffett, amy lee 1994 --spoken: "you know I was talking to my friend desdemona the other day she Runs this space station and
Cain told Abel, "Brother, you'd better get busy We got watermelon burnin' up, out there in the sun" Abel said, "Cain, brother, you're drivin' me silly
Nuts in May go firing guns while Nuts in June write speeches. They find a box to preach on while the kiddies screech in prams. And mum sucks on a choc
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