(J. Forte, C. Kirschner, C. Webster) Produced by Curtis Curtis and Concetta (BMI) Bass: Concetta DrumsKeys: Curtis Curtis and Concetta Princess Superstar
Well, I think I finally found me a sure-fire way to forget It?s so simple, I?m surprised I hadn?t done thought of it before yet It?s foolproof, well,
She would meet me in the morning On my way down to the river Waiting patient by the chinaberry tree With her feet already dusty From the pathway to the
Do the mornin's still come early are the nights not long enough Does a tear of hesitation fall on everything you touch Well it might just be a lesson
Do the mornin's still come early Are the nights not long enough Does a tear of hesitation Fall on everything you touch Well, it might just be a lesson
Two broken hearts, lonely, looking like Houses where nobody lives Two people, each having so much pride inside Neither side forgives The angry words,
There is a rose Grows in the moonlight And just like desire Creeps up in the night You'll never know How deep is the pain Until I hear you say That you
Tell me when to go, tell me when to go Tell me when to go, tell me when to go Go, dumb, go, dumb, go, dumb, go, dumb Go, dumb, go, dumb, go, dumb, go,
Righteous people be knowin' what I be doin' Is protect my peoples million dollar spot Uhh, that's right, uhh, my million dollar spot My million dollar
Hey, Kool-Aid and frozen pizza It's a work of art, I ain't talking Mona Lisa Dream of rocking crowds See me filling up arenas This weed got me laughing
up and sealed tight in baggies Guess love makes you do funny things Oh, Billie, oh, Millie, criminally insane Oh, Millie, oh, Billie Millie, Millie, Millie, Millie Millie, Millie, Millie
Your childish game is over now Lost your power over night some how Better see it ain't gonna be like it used to be No more love at your convenience No
Take my hand Break my stride Make me smile For every time I've cried Hold my heart In the palm of your hand Don't listen to it breakin' Just listen to
I've been throwing horseshoes Over my left shoulder It seems like all my life Been searching for that four-leafed clover Yet you run with me Chasing
Oh, I come from a land, from a faraway place Where the caravan camels roam Where it's flat and immense And the heat is intense It's barbaric, but hey,
It's a busy day, I'm a busy man Gotta hectic schedule and my whole week's planned People say I'm hard to reach But she knows how to get hold of me I
Now freight train keeps rolling and leaves a riding to be There's folks in Natchez that I'm longing to see The wide cotton's growing and the magnolia'
C'etait une jeune fille Qui voulait faire moudre son grain tiguedin (bis) elle prit son sac a moudre et s'en va au moulin Ti-guedi-guedi-guedin Canada
