And Stay Alive Repeat Bridge Hallow's Eve Hallow's Eve Tonight Hallow's Eve Hallow's Eve Tonight Sacrifice Someone And Live, Cause All The Want Is
like my pockets fat, not flat I like my pockets fat, not flat I like my pockets fat, not flat I like my pockets fat, not flat I like my pockets fat, not
it my forte cause I got this, you can come and get this, cause my method is the most and I boast so you can bet this is like the best of the rest of the
Yo doc, drop the beat in! This is a incident that always occur With the opposite sex, other word is her No matter what nationality color or creed Or
realized What Jimmy wants is an open road His favorite song playing on the radio Cranked up loud, singing out of key Against the wind, screaming, "This is
in each other's arms.) RADAMES Are you cold? AIDA You could have at least kept a blanket. RADAMES No. I could not. Man enters this world naked, without
and Kay! Toodle-oo, dear girls, good-bye! This is my wedding day. [WINTERGREEN REPEATS FIRST SIX LINES OF ABOVE; ALL OTHERS SING AGAINST THIS:] ALL OTHERS: He is
, my hairbrush. Not fair! My poor hairbrush. Not fair, not fair, no hair, not fair, no where, no hair, not fair, not fair, not fair! My little hairbrush
not it hurts me like shredded tape, something sticky for security wrapped tight around a metal box to imitate security there's a blue sky over me but the fear is
girl is a sex pair That'll get you an extra man now we gamin on that there [Kutt Calhoun] Baby you doin good stay on it picked up an extra man The only
[O.C.] Uhh.. yeah, yo Touch not, what not, say what one would Aim is to move not back but frontwards Go set eye upon the prize, more soul, also ("ladies
not it hurts me like shredded tape something sticky for security wrapped tight around a metal box to imitate security there's a blue sky over me but the fear is
this if I may I need not rush the tide For in this world of too little time There's always time to die You seem so eager to end this life And with your
struggle to an end Stumble through your hellish life, blame your tortured past No one will care if you die, not held responsible for your misery Turn to an
