Who's gonna keep me warm at night when your gone? Who's gonna hold me tight and sing me silly songs? I want to run and hide, but I have to be strong.
Drove past your house today and I wondered if you were there. Are you listenin' to your record collection? Or maybe fixin' your hair? Maybe watchin'
Mikey says he loves you Mikey says he tried Mikey wants to see you Mikey needs a ride Mikey has a girlfriend Mikey has a band Mikey wants to see you
Sink into a world of see-thru cold Separate your heart and head and Summer's just a stone's throw away Tell yourself you'll never be that old Holding
and fore warning. And we might be full of ourselves all of a sudden aren't we? [Rihanna:] You're gonna be a shining star with fancy clothes, and fancy
t no justice for blacks, just-us with no sleep And they wonder why I keep a Glock 40 on my hip Cause Houston police department love to empty full clips
gon' sip Bacardi like it's your birthday And you know we don't give a fuck It's not your birthday! [Chorus] (2x) You can find me in the club, bottle full
Bacardi like it's your birthday And you know We don't give a [fuck], it's not your birthday! [Chorus: 50 Cent] You can find me in the club Bottle full
big balls And she's got big balls (But we've got the biggest balls of them all) And my balls are always bouncing My ballroom always full And everybody
(Lyrics: Lewis Carroll / Music: Bloss-Gold-Lloyd-Echolette) All in the golden afternoon full leisurely we glide For both our oars, with little skill
Nobody really knows the pain But everybody knows your name You've got their full attention, all eyes on you Small talk can get you through the day There
we've already seen Lairy girls hung out the window of a limousine Of course it's fancy dress And they're all looking quite full on in bunny ears and
that we've already seen Lairy girls hung out the window of a limousine Of course it's fancy dress And they're all looking quite full on in bunny ears
fancy huh oh you fancy huh nail done, hair done, everything done nails done, hair done, everything done oh you fancy huh oh you fancy huh you fancy huh
I know he's driving a fancy car When you're with him You're feeling like a star But when I'm home alone I think only of you So what do you know How does
Well it's a rainy night in Paris And I'm sitting by the Seine It's a pleasure to be soaking In the European rain Now my belly's full of fancy food and
birthday We gon' sip Bacardi like it's your birthday And you know we don't give a fuck It's not your birthday! You can find me in the club, bottle full
