some DNA samples that match The blood on your clothes are not yours, it was his Right before you blacked out, took that blow In September, you can't remember
the runway to the sky you found it hard when everyones high feel the loss of weight can you remember the deals you had to face to be the king of september
ball Repeat 1 [Nas] What, what, uh You the reason And I thank you, what Check it out Yo, yo, stormy night, September '73 Would you believe what my mom recieved from heaven was me? Second
to wake up sleeping In your arms again There was kids outside the window On their first day back at school The morning after our first night Me and you alone On the second of September
September air comes cold Feelings rush back and unfold Speeding, crashing, burning through Memories in my mind of you Gone so fast too fast to catch
You put a note in my pocket said, "Be good to yourself " And that was all Life being what it is, we all dream of revenge Open your eyes for a second
(Mrs Jones Mrs Jones) Her real first name was Betty but I'd rather just forget it So I'll call her the first Mrs Jones We were married in September and
went away So sad but true For me there's only you Been crying since the day The day you went away I remember date and time September twenty second Sunday
nobody slow you down You turn off the radio and turn up your telephone You don't have the time to smell the roses now Ooh, but take a second, baby Before
the Wells Fargo Wagon is a-comin' down the street, I wish, I wish I knew what it could be! First Voice: I got a box of maple sugar on my birthday. Second
September '75 I was 47 inches high Mom said by Christmas I would have A bad ass mother G.I. Joe For your little minds to blow I still got beat up after
It's the second September I have known you Four years or so ago, I rode a pony, called him "Truth" We didn`t know the way so it took us till today to
trend in magazines I try to find a place with gasoline Is there a place to stop Around here I'm so happy for the world is round I go for a second time
It seemed like a damn futile business to keep on living. No more tutors - high school next September which would probably be a devilish bore, since
world is a lonely place when you're left broken-hearted I never figured this whole thing would end this way To have to cut you free on a cold September
s such a joy when I receive all that I need in you We're flowing smooth just like a river Express my true when, I make love to you Just like that day back in September
'm standing where we knelt and a miracle mile now borders it, but if I turn my back and look at the field I don't even notice it for a second. There's
