come off tour I slip back into my jeans 'Cuz I'm still the girl next door It's amazin' to hear people singin' along Hear the radio playin' my song I
a radio and every night we'd share, waves from Luxembourg that came though the air. Days were full of music and nights were just the same. And though the songs are different
puts off in my head. And you know what've come to me? The other day, that all the really knock-out acts. Have something more different going on, you
smoke this one cig in peace Some days I don't wanna be bothered Some days I just miss my father Some days I just miss my father Some days I wanna relapse
some bouyaa for you You have to listen to DJ's from all the old days No matter where you're from this music's gonna play Might be on your radio on every
make it, I never be complicit Even though these label niggas got me on some wait shit Shout my nigga Radio, we gon? mixtape it Did bout a 100 songs in
partys in the day house partys at night just about one year before Rapper's Delight everybody in the crew called to make a request cause rap's on the radio
the D-O-dub Why you really trippin' cuz 21, 20 crips and all of us is crippin' cuz We from a different street, all got that different heat But when we
the D-O-Dub... wasn't really trippin cause 21, 20 crips and all of us is crippin, cuz We from a different street, all got that different heat But when
call the D-O-dub Why you really trippin' cuz 21, 20 crips and all of us is crippin' cuz We from a different street, all got that different heat But when
door stands open - Across lines, invisible hands are held, golden streamers building in the night. <a href="http://www.testimania.com/">Testi Canzoni
. 'Cuz you've been gone exactly two weeks Two weeks and three days And let's just say that things look different now Different in so many ways I used
a limousine The traffic's slow so I miss my show But lookin' out the window somehow I know That they're about to play my record On the radio So I write another song
come off tour I slip back into my jeans 'Cause I'm still the girl next door It's amazing to hear people singing along Hear the radio playin' my song
different in two different ways because we spend our days differently. You know, the larger one being sleeping until doors, and bein' a kaldascope of different
music for the few who can appreciate the extent of what I do My opinions on what's dope appropriately differ from you Like Gentiles differ from Jews,
about the way it was back then I remember the music Don't know if it was you or me Different roads or different dreams All I know is someone said goodbye
can still be family. Makes me think about Hank How he played his songs Made a long-haired pot-smokin' hippy wanna sing along Makes me think about life an' all it's different