Lyrics:
aloft Excalibur from the bosom of
the water signifying by Divine Providence that I, Arthur, was to
carry Excalibur. [singing stops] That is why I am your
to the beat just the same
I got a little face and a pair of brown eyes
All I'm here to do ladies is hypnotize
Singing on and on and on, on and on
The beat don't
Singing these Manchester City Blues
Drown my liver in a pool of liquor, it's true, hmm
Monetize my pain and my hurt
Commodify my frame, do your
of a master
You never thought you'd be bodied by a bastard
A bachelor who backspin on breakbeats
Break necks of broke souls who hate me
Hate he? you can't
cheesy with it cause my wheezy is a breezy so bad
She keep me looking like I’ve never looked, my reason to brag
It’s that pretty brown, brown
Brown eyes,
out, I'm the C-A-S-A-N, the O-V-A
And the rest is F-L-Y
You see I go by the code of the doctor of the mix
And these reasons I'll tell you why
You
out, I'm the C-A-S-A-N, the O-V-A
And the rest is F-L-Y
You see I go by the code of the doctor of the mix
And these reasons I'll tell you why
You
you left me so worried and blue
I always keep singing, oh, what'll I do
Though it's not fair, and you don't care for me dearly
Drop me a line, if you
wasn't even there, nigga! Ayy
Bro, I'mma come clean, you got me
Jay in first
I'm in third! Where the fuck you at?!
Yo blue! What place did you come in?
to pee (I have to pee)
I'll be right back
Pss
Sss
Sss
Sss
Got my blue shirt on and I'm
Singing a song
My blue shirt is on my torso
And I'm singing
Got my
can’t fix a thing, so I’ll just pick up my guitar and begin to sing…
I'm beating the news by singing the blues, Troubles all around, but I'm paying my
you left me so worried and blue
I always keep singing, oh, what'll I do
Though it's not fair, and you don't care for me dearly
Drop me a line, if you
you left me so worried and blue
I always keep singing, oh, what'll I do
Though it's not fair, and you don't care for me dearly
Drop me a line, if you
you left me so worried and blue
I always keep singing, oh, what'll I do
Though it's not fair, and you don't care for me dearly
Drop me a line, if you
Right now we both know
We're Marina Del Ray
Planes gonna fly away
And you'll be on it
And by this time tomorrow
I'll be singing yesterday
of my mind
I keep falling faster
At the sight of her alabaster
Pretty brown eyes are a perfect disguise
Damn devil woman
Got control of my mind
I keep
And my blue, blue jeans
Brown hairs that defect like friends to the floor
I wanna sit at your table
I want to sit at your table
I want to sit to the side
to find some solace, in these minor chords
So I'll keep on strumming, and I'll keep on singing
With my guitar in hand, while my soul is aching
In
Come round by my side and I'll sing you a song
I'll sing it so softly, it'll do no one wrong
On Birmingham Sunday the blood ran like wine
every penny, what a pity
I'll be livin the city, livin greedy, lookin for (??)
Wit a spirit that'll jealous the belly, then now
Two wanted killers slang
and the blue
When I'm off of them drugs and my alarm hit fuckin' snooze
And I'm singing songs cause I got the blues, ooh
I don't really got nothing to lose
Mini Producer
I'll be there about five
Oouu
Swing by(swing by)
I'm outside(I'm outside)
Let's ride(let's ride)
I'll be there about five(oouu)
Swing
hear me
Like I sang in rich baritone (Baritone)
Kross tha ocean view
Or blue skies
Talk wit Mother Nature
By tha riverside (Uh huh uh huh)
All that I do
sucker in disgrace!
Some dem boys refuse to loin somthin' boin!
Somethin' blue! Best keeps a lil' paper
In yo shoe!
Leavin' de midgit were wrong t'do!
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