misplaced tonight all that I'm holding in why am I holding in so far so good a picture's worth a thousand words so far so good a picture's worth
Traduction: Story Of The Year. So Far So Good.
word misplaced tonight all that I'm holding in why am I holding in so far so good a picture's worth a thousand words so far so good a picture's
so good, It's worth a thousand words, It's worth a thousand words. Well so far so good Yeah so far so good Well so far so good Yeah yeah
should promote talk shows It't the best thing in years to hit the TV 'Cause America's rowdy-rowdy like Master P Players everywhere love a good talk show
Here is a little story that I made up So Let's make believe Four years ago I had a party that was too much fun for me Boy there's a sexy guy He'd
Here is a little story that I made up So Let's make believe Four years ago I had a party that was too much fun for me Boy there's a sexy guy He'd surely
I would like to drink his words But too late, or gof, or way too late That was the good story but not the good tempo Bye bye, faut que j'm'en aille
But another So now it's time we evolve And get together and solve it Cause the world is revolvin Around a terrible situation One will kill another for a reputation So
be California ain't the west without the real far east My name is kevin representin' everything that's free Shaking the planet single handed with the m-I-c So
a dumb kinda name But they named it right 'Cause we behave the same... We are dumb all over Dumb all over, Yes we are Dumb all over, Near'n far Dumb all
that I want just like this. Phyllis: Oh, doesn't that feel good, oh, it's so great. I'm so glad that I met you today . . . Don: Mmmm . . . Phyllis:
to hear me sing I sang to my children Before they strayed so far I sang for my lovers Or a nickel in a tip jar I never knew jesus I never read the good
When I was a lad of three-foot-three Certain questions occurred to me, So I asked me father quite seriously To tell me the story 'bout the bird and bee
could get these things accomplished Nothin' else could go wrong. So he balanced the ashtray As he picked up the phone And said, Send me a songwriter Who's drifted far
And they cut to the announcer And the story was told. Yeah. Well, the artist looked at the producer The producer sat back He said What we have got here Is a pretty good
