a baby,
Like sunshine feeding daisies,
Like the love hidden deep in your heart.
bunk beds, shaved heads, saturday night,
A warehouse of strangers with »
Donald and Lydia
John Prine
by John Prine
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Frank zappa (guitar, piano, lead vocals)
Billy mundi (drums, vocals, yak)
bunk gardner (woodwinds)
Roy estrada (electric bass, vocals)
Don preston »
The Idiot Bastard Son [Live]
Son of Cheap Thrills
by Frank Zappa
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but there ain't too much pay.
Me and a few boys we signed on at dubois,
To feed through the winter and camp out awhile.
Come a hard hittin'norther »
Horses and Cattle
Rodeo & Living Free
by Chris LeDoux
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At the salon
Just to get her hair did
He was good at compliments
Better in the bunk
She laced him with a crib in Paris
He hipped her to the funk
Way »
Illusion, Coma, Pimp & Circumstance
Musicology
by Prince
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man you wasted!"
Well since age twelve, I've felt like I'm someone else
'Cause I hung my original self from the top bunk with a belt
Got pissed off »
My Name Is [Explicit Version]
My Name Is, Pt. 1 [UK]
by Eminem
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dissin' it's a, Rainbow Coalition
I'm kissin' ass, goodbye, rockaby, here's your lullaby
Like Georgie Puddin' Pie but baby baby don't, cry
feed 'em I »
Just in the Nick of Rhyme
Can I Borrow a Dollar?
by Common Sense
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Cause I hung my original self from the top bunk with a belt
Got pissed off and ripped Pamela Lee's tits off
And smacked her so hard I knocked her »
My Name Is
The Slim Shady LP
by Eminem
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my SouthWest GA warriors
To come in packs, to feed, taking what we need
to succeed, you know what we gon' do, on this road
We gon' explode, now are »
Y'All Scared
Aquemini
by Big Gipp
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the top bunk with a belt
Got pissed off and ripped Pamela Lee's tits off
And smacked her so hard I knocked her clothes backwards like Kris Kross
I smoke »
My Name Is
The Slim Shady LP [Clean]
by Eminem
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the criminals, him and those
deputies, kickin those refugees
I made bail punk so you can have my bunk
"Tie 'em up" (give it up) "and then feed the bitch pork!" -> »
Give It Up
Sickinnahead
by Threat
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till the neck is stiff
But she worked it and built her own nest to live
Soon after that baby's daddy slash lazy bunk
With no cash he want to come over »
Dreamer
When Life Gives You Lemons, You Paint That Shit Gold
by Atmosphere
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come clean
Come on in, sit down, relax and catch your wind
Some pretend but this man don't bend
Limping like Willy, turning bunks face down »
4 in the Temple
A S.W.A.T. Healin' Ritual
by Big Gipp
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to pulse readings
this a voice from a dead dimension without astral projection
the sluggish rugged discuss bunk that hovers
Acme lab rat escape barely »
Ridiculoid
El-P Presents Cannibal Oxtrumentals
by El-P
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dishes in the sink 'cause they ain't been fed
And they sleepin' in a pissy ass bunk bed
Five other kids five different daddies
Little bad motherfuckers »
Dopeman Bitch
Only If U Knew
by Mr. Bigg
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If she don't want ya you don't need her
You don't buy her clothes, you don't feed her
Never would I cross over for applause
Never would I save a hoe »
Let U Tell It
Welcome to Da Tilt
by Potna Deuce
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