And Sara thinks She's died here once before She's crazy A pop-up book Of flowers from grade 4 Are driving her insane And no one knows why She's sad
(intro) Geah Hoo-bangin in the house c'mon Geah Eihthype in the house c'mon Geah And I'm representin Real compton city g's on this one My nigga [? ? ]
driving to the crime of the time I manufacture my mind till we stop till the real man comes on top and now you'll really be dropped Fading in the lane
Call for love I would call you up Cause you're my automatic lover, you're number one Call for love I would call you up Cause you're my automatic (
Well, I've been up all night just singin' This same old song, song, song And I can't get it through my head That maybe she's gone, gone, gone I'm pushin
Yeah! You take away my soul, disorganize control So now im askin you, just a petty psycho theif Your the merchant of disease,stab at my disappearing
(Weasel/Vapid/Jughead/Personality/Panic) He had a big mouth he didn't know when to stop he said "maybe we'll see some action tonight from that bitch"
Every single boy I know Is thinking that he's in control Nothing you can do to break his stride Because he's mister cool and this is his party I've
Me and my baby, we had a big fight We ended our romance the same night In an angry mood he walked out the door I said this song's going to an Aretha Franklin
Hush now, don't explain You're the cause of all my trouble and pain Unless you're mine don't explain My love, my love, my love don't explain There is
Blue, songs are like tattoos You know I've been to sea before Crown and anchor me Or let me sail away Hey Blue, here is a song for you Ink on a pin Underneath
Lord help the sinner man in this life lord help the sinner man in this life we all die together and we face the rising sun oh my lord lord help the poor
I lost someone A million to one Ten thousand people Under my fault Someone, the one My one, the only one That's the someone The someone, the only one
Start spreading the news I'm leaving today I want to be a part of it New York, New York These Vagabond shoes Are longing to stray Right through the very
Well, I love you, baby But you got to understand When the Lord made me He made a ramblin' woman He made me, he made me Some folks, some folks might say
They ask me how I feel and if my love is real And how I see the things that I know I'm gonna make it through They looked at me and frowned They drove
I wanna tell you I've always wanted to tell you But I never had the chance to say What I feel in my heart from the beginning 'Til my time today I was
I'm gonna steal a silver stallion With not a mark upon his silky hide And teach him he can trust me like a sister One day we'll saddle up and ride And