Chorus] You'll be, you'll be, you'll be, You'll be happy once again. Believe, believe, believe, You'll be happy. Toss a coin in the fountain, And make a wish
back now, commits to get it on, not spoil it, I'm Drink-A-Lot, take a jug of sumpthin big an do my thizzle, swig a grill of milk an start to whistle
with worry make me light as a feather When I'm deafened by anger you're the song I remember With the grace of a dancer and the strength of a pillar
a fly on the wall All I want to do Is go fly a kite Or take a hike And try and keep myself From taking a flying leap There's ringing in my ears Especially
a soda pop. [Music industry dude] Gentlemen, we have ourselves a hit. [Jennifer Lopez (aka Eric Cartman's left hand)] I need to make a run for the border
to get jerked A hundred percent, I gets down what I invent Rap artists be dying to a certain extent Sometimes they use the underground to make a comeback
how could i fill myself with nothing got a drink from the tap makes my insides burn with nothing scrape the bottom of the can i was hoping but it's not
A. Artie! ARTIE It's a year to begin a new life Buy a place somewhere quiet, somewhere pretty. When you have a young kid and a wife then you need somewhere
a necklace I dont know but I get a little reckless And if I dont make it to the end of the road I dont even know the weight that i will unload I wish
jerked (no doubt) a hundred percent, I gets down what I invent Rap artists be dying to a certain extent Sometimes they use the underground to make a
And be worthy of singing Becomes a symphony Yeah, you're the cool of the water You're the start of the summer Keep me still like a anchor In a
say lick a shot, say blaow Lick a shot! {Blaow!) Lick a shot! {Blaow! } [Black Thought:] Aiyyo, countries at war, little kids cry rape Goddammit, the ghetto is a
(no doubt) a hundred percent, I gets down what I invent Rap artists be dying to a certain extent Sometimes they use the underground to make a comeback
