It's on, and the ghosts In the radio are signing along And they go ohhhh No stars out, just the city light Well nothing feels as good as the night Can
Crowds of people, bodies brushing Mouths are moving, all white noise Glasses clinking, people screaming High hum, low buzz, no room to breathe They story
blue in the face Cause someone always wants to listen to hate It's just too bad you're so easy to ignore So oh no, oh no, Here comes the girl with the
Headaches, handshakes, little blue pills to take I got my stereo on ten, I'm screaming Connely's pain And I want to make it louder, louder, louder, louder
All we are, all we are, all we are Is trying not to fall into line All we are, dealing with, what we got And trying not to fall into line
Do you remember when We couldn't put it away? Do you remember when We couldn't put it away? Do you remember what the music meant? (To you?) (To me?) (
She said she'd like it to snow The same way it did in upstate New York He never liked it that cold And she said, and she said I never want to go home
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m still uncertain Now it boils down to one big question Are we separated by five states, two countries, Or the next town over? Sad girls for life [x4] (
kiss my ass to coffin Cut the bull in Harlem on sloughths and Cut the bull then I'm seven deuce Impala whore dance Ambidexterious juggle pretty girls
La la la, yeah I will never leave you girl (My girl, my wife) You know I love you (My pain, my strife) Oh baby, oh baby I will never leave you girl (Good
kiss my ass to coffin Cut the bull in Harlem on sloughths(?) and cut the bull then I'm seven duece Impala whore dance Ambidexterious juggle pretty girls
a big surprise, It'll feel all right Well, I wanna make your motor run And now our bodies are, oh, so close and tight It never felt so good, it never
make you want to go and bust your gat again But if you got a problem grab a pen, write a letter And send it to the Outlawz, we'll try to make it better
my earlobe Feeling good as you see me, no more cup sipping Sipping straight to the head, I smoke on the candy and dipping I'm feeling mighty good, I'
Can you find me soft asylum? I can't make it anymore The man is at the door Peppermint, miniskirts, chocolate candy Champion sax and a girl named Sandy
move your ass slow like Matrix You make me wanna toss chips in Vegas Before I toss chips first, get naked I can't fake it, girl you got the club shut
always their advice. So be nice, Cinderella, Good, Cinderella, Nice good good nice- [FLORINDA] Tighter! [CINDERELLA] What's the good of being good