Early to bed and early to rise Makes a man or woman Miss out on the nightlife Early to bed and early to rise Makes a man or woman Miss out on the nightlife
, you can't' I called your number as you told the world Someone is wrong Someone is wrong I'll find the answer, you'll take mystery to bed My sister
Early to bed and early to rise makes a man healthy and wealthy and wise wise healthy and wealthy.
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teens I can't fall asleep it's almost 3 so I water the flowers out on the street And I spent 5 hours on the net last night Avoiding the monsters under my bed
Quand il rentre le soir trop tard toujours en retard le couche-tard fait des cauchemars les fantomes dans le placard il promet de ne plus jamais boire
gonna become of me When I wake up early in the mornin', blues and troubles all around my bed Oh when I wake up early in the mornin', blues and troubles
Early in the morning about the break of day the earlybird is working so his life don't fade away spends his life denying that he's got no time for
, she came through explodin' In the podium, dynamite Napoleon like sodium mixed with petroleum Slowly but surely, she was walking toward me Cut the convo short 'cause she had to wake up early
no ordinary. [Tulisa:] I feel the same until you had to go and tear my heart like. [x2] [Verse 1: Tulisa] Six Thirty in the morning I've arrived early
Sing along with me if you know the words it goes it goes, Six Thirty in the morning I've arrived early from tour, Step into the house I'm walking up
communication on the daily I'm usually rude, with a bad attitude But I'm thinking, you can brighten up my mood While you roll up my cigarillos, I bring you breakfast in bed
the ground) Soldiers, united for the cash This is the battlefield (battlefield) So all that bumping gums, and talking down That shit'll get you killed (get you killed) [Z-Ro] I wake up early
to the plate and Learn to bat, military minded at a early age bread to live in a murder maze I don't wanna go to the early grave, a motherfucker like
long, I'm paronoid voice mail beeping for days Everytime I creep you know I creep with aks and hks The motherfucking killing field is where I lay my head And the place that I make my bed
