everything I hold not now not allowed to get cold where is your soul where is your soul where is your heart where is your heart where is your heart where is your heart
with everything I hold not now not allowed to get cold where is your soul where is your soul where is your heart where is your heart where is your heart where is your heart
you got so mad and you looked so sad As they broke your heart of gold Now I will tell you son go run and load your gun Cause it's a brand new world
me Now the years have passed And everybody's grown Mama's been livin' In a brand new home Lord knows it took A lot of sweat and tears And my daddy's
The day will come when there's nothing new to see And then you'll know here is where you want to be You know my song used to take your heart away That
lollabrigida to step aside! EDNA & ENSEMBLE Your mama's welcoming the 60's Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh. Oh, oh, oh Oh your mama's welcoming the 60's Oh,
Bring the cops in the mix We livin' no more Won't make your car start A dark heart Kill and get your ass caught You're dead now It's not a problem The
will shower there's a place for us they say is somewhere not a dream but a place and you will be there your slippin' but content because your spirit
pray you depart With a wrinkled face And a brand new heart I don?t know if I can take it I?m not easy on my knees Here?s my heart you can break it I
of Your love Was so brand new So take me to the place The place where You first held Me Oh when the treasure of my Heart?s desire was You After all
t touch ya I'll have your ass using a wheelchair, cane, or crutches Industry hoe fuckers, in the hood they love us Stomp a bone out your ass with some brand
known you'll disappear one day So I'll spend my whole life hiding my heart away Dropped you off at the train station Put a kiss on top of your head And
brand new Big lights will inspire you Hear it for New York, New York, New York On the avenue, there ain't never a curfew Ladies work so hard Such a
Whooo Your love is like a gentle breeze upon a brand-new day Your touch and what it does to me - like a flower needs its rain We are like one of a kind
s for they know the real me in the pain I wish I could do this plain But that's impossible when there's too many lame... Ho's running around, calling
[R. Jerkins] Whoo! Yeah, darkchild B-Rock let's go Why don't you return my calls? Why you trip out where I be? You don't ever come to see me You
[R. Jerkins] Whoo! Yeah, darkchild B-Rock let's go Why don't you return my calls? Why you trip out where I be? You don't ever come to see me You say
