, no, you?re off the course, you lost yourself alive In eyes that pulled you along then ripped you out from the inside The sound of pianos thrown from
So che presto finira che potrai portarmi i fiori Per la mia poca verita per la natura che mi manca per la grazia che non ho la volonta che mi manca
Now if you've ever been down to New Orleans Then you can understand just what I mean All thru the week it's quiet as a mouse But on Saturday night they
minutes to shine with your concept What's so interesting? What's your desire? Soon as you get your cover story And your precious headlines So sorry, so sorry, so
errbody be on my Or will I stop Say hello to my left friend, hey Styles change up like lip kimp Face it, I let my heat swing t-pain so actin homie The
Should I be mad at my friends, that's what Pac said Although I clear my ruga ripping till they drop dead I could a give a fuck about a buddy, he don't really love me So
's so scandalous, she's so scandalous She's so scandalous.. she's so scandalous, she's so scandalous Scandalous.. she's so scandalous, she's so scandalous
to war Teachin' y'all how to rhyme, awrite So feel me, before I stuff a fuckin' sock in ya mouth and stick you in my trunk, what, check it out It's like
wrist froze at da party dis here certified industry neva me disrespect boy u knw wat its goin be (Chorus)X2 (Verse 2):Yung Joc My nigga you know what
(feat. DJ Quik) [Eightball] Whats the deal Whats up with a nigga, Eightball up in dis here Fa real Historic hits, nigga like Ali's fist Rock the world
Music... [Michael] Ohhh [Akon] Yeahhh [Michael] Yeahhh This life don't last forever (hold my hand) So tell me what we're waiting for (hold
?s today it?s the victim of decision and the future of our children So if I die someday, Will I be in heavenly places ? Singing halleluiah with an angel On the piano
what they know Gotta keep a link with your tradition Gotta learn to trust your intuition While you re-establish your position So that you can be on exhibit... So
ha, oh When I was a little girl I wanted to be a soprano But my mother said my dear you've got to practice you piano No soprano's in to man but a piano's always grand And grand pianos in a band make money darling And so
Let me hear Tell me dear Tell me oooo You love me so Talk to me Talk to me Tell me what I want to know The many ways You speak of love I've heard
Time: 3:42 Arranged: Brian; Lead Vocal: Carl and Brian; Backgrounds: Brian, Al, Mike, Bruce; Drums: Dennis; Piano: Brian; Organ: Brian; Guitar: Ed Carter
da da da da da dut da dut) Just what you think (Dut da da da da da dut da dut) So don't be shy (Dut da da da da da dut da dut) Don't even cry (Dut da