The worst mistake is giving up Pulling back when you?ve had too much Of not knowing where you belong The one thing I am certain of Is time will change
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, all alone for so long All the hope I had in finding love was almost gone Then an angel came along I believe good things
Got the sun in the morning I got the moon at night I got your arms around me, everything's alright Holding you tight is how I like to spend the rest of
Can I play for you, baby Hey yo Woody, help me out, yeah Hey yo Jazz, you chill for a minute, ya know Yeah, you like that? Gonna sing a song for you,
I can't sleep a wink anymore Ever since you first walked out the door Then I just started drinking to forget But I don't think the worst has happened
I was driving on the freeway in the fast lane With a rabid wolverine in my underwear When suddenly a guy behind me in the back seat Popped right up
Hey ma, I know you don't understand me and the things that I do But I think it's victory for us if we could just hold on Let's keep this thing strong,
...you are my everything... i've been thinking of a way to phrase it seem to never find the words to say it but it's true to say i've been occupied
Verse 1 The first thing I did wrong Was hook up with a girl who wasn't grown She looked like a woman but her mind worked like a child It was her girlish
Train this chaos, turn it into light I've gotta see you one last night Before the lions take their share Leave us in pieces scattered everywhere Just
I'm all freaked out, I'm all tweaked out I'm being chased by insects And I wanna eat my cigarettes I can't hang out, I'm all strung out And I've got
Oh, you've got lights they burn out for you And you've got eyes, cocaine, white and blue And now you know is wine and good friends 'Cause luck like yours
Baby, baby, to me you're everything It's just the love and joy that you bring No one can take the place I've given you, oh, oh Girl, you're like an angel
Man, this bitch blowing my beeper up Ready to put a hole up in one of these bitches, man Sup? Guess you wondered where I was at When you beeped me last
Album number 12 Short Dogg still in the house I ain't going back into retirement No no, life is Anything is possible, try hard It ain't gotta be logical
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*car speeds off* Verse One: WC *police sirens throughout song* Last man standin', I'm shot But I can't fear bleedin' My nigga's face down, stretched out