Lyrics:
and a pistol by his side, uh-huh.
Well he rode right up to Miss Mousey's door, uh-huh
He rode right up to Miss Mousey's door, uh-huh
He rode right up
should the wedding supper be? uh-huh
What should the wedding supper be? uh-huh
What should the wedding supper be?
Fried mosquito in a black-eye pea,
MORTICIAN : Eric Idle
CUSTOMER : John Cleese
DEAD PERSON : ???
DENNIS : Michael Palin
WOMAN : Terry Jones
BLACK KNIGHT : John Cleese (?)
VILLAGER #1 :
the wedding supper be, uh, huh?
Where shall the wedding supper be, uh, huh?
Where shall the wedding supper be?
Fried mosquito and a black-eyed pea
Uh, huh, uh,
brown brown
But you dressed in all black
We met at our friends wedding
What the fuck you call that?
I call it fate
Nah, I’m kidding
Unless you really wit
To buy Miss Mouse a wedding gown.
Say, where will the wedding supper be?
Just down by the river in a hollow tree.
Say, what will the wedding supper be?
She wears all black
And she's suicidal
No White wedding dresses
Billy Idol
The devil in her ear
And shes going psycho
Grab her by the waist
Now She
the couple can't seem
To agree, Nicki, who is dressed in a black
T-shirt that says "FEELING
MYSELF, " cheerfully suggests that they poll
The room the producer,
wedding cake
I said grapefruits leng and
No one call it lame
I really like a bit of sativa but, that ain't go to strain
I got say skittlez my favourite,
(AP)
I like my bitches redbone, ass fat, Jell-O
Lightskin, yellow, iced out, hello
I'm the king of New York, Melo
Black hair by the Regis and Pello
Jimmy Kimmel: My guest tonight is a
21-time Grammy award winning performer
Who last month threatened his very existence
By threatening one
Line of limousines leaving one by one
The prayers been prayed the hands been sung
Black mascara has already run
But the tears keep flowing
You
all went for a ride on the lake
Well they all went for a ride on the lake
Well they all went for a ride on the lake
Got swallowed up by a big black
I know I taste your essence
With The Blackness of my mind
Pain is me and I'm relentless
The Wedding Bells of Death now chime
In the Darkness of your
player there, nigga turned you out
But never told you beware
Never told you that black love supposed to be shared
And you never judge a woman by
wedding, I farted on her neck and I made her eat some eggs
I kissed her pubes and then we went sledding, I grabbed her by the hair and she gave me sweet head
Netflix with no chill
Six Flags with no thrills
A wedding with no frills
Or even worse, a barbecue with no grills
You really want to know what's black
Black suit and black tie, all black everything. I been tied to this game like a wedding ring. Everybody wanna know the name when you get the fame.
a dream by his side on his team like Coretta with the KIng
I mean, like the wedding with the ring
I'm the cheddar to his cheese, by his side siamese
Black
Lap dance, hands tied, get free or I’ll die dreaming
Her ass lifted, divine demon. Wax dripping
Dark Knight in a black fitted, last Gotham city rogue
Whenever she heard those wedding bells
Well would they ever look so happy again
The handsome groom and his bride
As they stepped into that long black
a wedding ring
She said she love my fuckin voice and I don't even sing
Pull up on me homie I ain't going anywhere
You had your run and now it's looking like
Hey
Uh huh
And it goes like
This one's for you
You are beautiful
So incredible
And it's something you should know
You wear your story like a wedding
You left behind all the beautiful things
You bought to feed your ghosts
I'm surrounded by worthless, pretty things
They ain't nothing but memories
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