Hello, I'm Johnny Cash One night I had a backstage pass To a Willie Nelson show
There were wackoes and weirdoes and dingbats and dodoes And athletes »
A Backstage Pass The Legendary
by Johnny Cash
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She's a dingbat [x2]
Always walking in to trees
Wakes me up to ask if I'm asleep
Sits around stares in to space
Oh God I hate her face cause »
Dingbat Boogadaboogadaboogada!
by Screeching Weasel
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hung around the older crews while they sling smack to dingbats
They spoke of Fat Cat, that nigga's name made bell rings, black
Some fiends scream, »
Memory Lane (Sittin' in da Park) Illmatic
by Nas
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And dingbats I despise
To find I'm not thinking
Is mentally blinking
But never quite clinging to rise. (rock!)
(Ha)
We've come so far
Even if we don't »
Too Tired to Wink Prepare the Preparations
by Ludo
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of streets, trifle on beats
I decifer prophecies through a mic and say peace.
I hung around the older crews while they sling smack to dingbats
They spoke »
Memory Lane (Sittin' in da Park) Illmatic [Clean]
by Nas
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crack sling smack sling dick to dingbats
that try to pussy bootchie coochie, I'm in that
Kingpin raps, I spit 'em, fed NARC's, I dip 'em
Bentley »
It's OK Shyne
by Shyne
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