song just to remind myself how bad it sucked Ignore the sun, covers over my head Wrote a message on my pillow that says "Jesse, stay asleep in bed
Now I done been from state to state But I ain't never seen your kind Cause every single time I look at you Sends a tingling down my spine Well girl, you
seems to care) Within their eyes Some young lovers are laughing loud And there's some old suckers trying to get down The evening spins around and round (Spins
Whole lotta nothing Oh yeah yeah Take me on a spin Do your thing But you can't get in No no Ain't about to give it all up Just because you pull up in
thing I qualify for, is murder and Penitentiary time Y'all should of shot me, in the jimmy instead But I guess they was feeling eachother, to get head in the bed
nigga really wanna, kill myself Nigga shut the fuck up, my record is spinning I'm really trying to feel myself Gotta get em all, gotta get em dead When I'm filling the bed
burning some. decline? decline? decline? decline? make me. make me. no cognoscenti can stab critique in the back for making me cognizant. the scissor blades spin
Some say the x make the sex spec-tacular, Let me lick you from yo neck to yo back Then ya, shiverin', tongue deliverin' Chills up that spine, that ass
I can't sleep at night Without holding you tight Girl, each time I try I just break down and cry Pain in my head Oh, I'd rather be dead Spinning around
with sighs, down with cupid, Brother let's stuff that dove, Down, down, down I go on round and round I go in a spin, Hey, in the spin, I'm in! What is
now I feed on my drum 'til I'm dead Yesterday, fever Tomorrow, St. Peter I'll feed on my drum until then What melody will lead my lover from his bed
noone takes a spin This is the next to last song And that's all, all Remember what I have said Remember, wrap up the bread Do this, do that, make your bed
Forcing everything metal to shine And the sidewalk holds diamonds like a jewelry store case They argue "Walk this way and I'll walk this way" And Laura's asleep in my bed
sky Forcing everything metal to shine And the sidewalk holds diamonds like the jewelry store case They argue walk this way, now walk this way And Laura?s asleep in my bed
Well the future's got me worried such awful thoughts My head's a carousel of pictures, the spinning never stops I just want someone to walk in front And
in the sky Forcing everything metal to shine And the sidewalk holds diamonds, Like a jewlery store case They argue walk this way, now walk this way And Laura's asleep in my bed
mek u tip me mek yuh tip pon yuh toe She ah quint an quint say ah me one mek she... [Chorus] [Verse 2:] Claim say she wicked in a bed eh ed So me spin
space aliens A brainiac, with a cranium packed, full of more uranium than a maniac Saudi Arabian A highly combustible head, spazmatic strapped to a Kraftmatic adjustable bed
