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keys and the kitchen match
cbigail

cbigail
You do me well
So we freeze out in the desert
The irony truly pleasures
Phoenix Lights already spoken for
So

Grim

Ass Ponys

Electric Rock Music

1994

it with a kitchen match
Praying all the while
We could get up early
Get into my car
Drive on down to trestle 8
It isn't all that far
You jump

itching bitch I have to bang it
I'm in Hell's Kitchen tryna match with satan
All this weed I'm flipping I can stack for ages
Imma have to say it yeah you

before
Watch you keeping a count of her
Drinks on the kitchen floor
Match drawn to the picture taken
Yesterday's remorse
Flames engulf my face, I was

hour
Maybe i will sell some weed
To keep myself afloat
And buy all of the things i need
A working kitchen sink and fridge
To match the old decor
Every

that knife from the kitchen
Still no match for those little legs kicking

Big terror in the factory
Chucky don't need no batteries
Conveyor belts

Carry Me Back

The Rascals

The Very Best of the Rascals [Rhino]

2007

Oh for the pillow where my head used to lay
'Fore I left to be a grown man way back then
I miss the wooden kitchen floor
Painted brown to match

She's Still Gone

Willie Nelson

Good Times

1968

asleep I stumble to the kitchen for my coffee
My footsteps match my heartbeats funny heartbeats on linoleum
The sounds all wrong you're still gone

King of a Lonely Castle

Kris Kristofferson

The Winning Hand [Sony]

1982

asleep I stumble to the kitchen for my coffee
My footsteps match my heartbeats, funny heartbeats on linoleum
The sounds all wrong you're still gone

King of a Lonely Castle

Dolly Parton

Dolly Parton [Legend]

2000

asleep I stumble to the kitchen for my coffee
My footsteps match my heartbeats, funny heartbeats on linoleum
The sounds all wrong you're still gone

on like the tryna match the kitchen counters
167 days up in the showers
But fuck it, who's counting though?
I'm told to let it come natural
Imma roll up

the kitchen
Plus the air match the smoke
Around my tattoo'd initials
So fire up the muthafuckin' bong
Like it's a missile
Where the bitches? Somebody call

match, like a kitchen set
Scream fuck the world
(Yeah)
I ain’t stick the tip in yet
Something in the bag Incase nigga get to trippin' (bet)
I ride for my

lobotomy
Brain sensing damage to the tendons
Mention mechanical breakdowns were nobody's intention
Got the clean kitchen and the bitchin to match
It's

and match, in the kitchen fixing up a batch
That I made from scratch, threw it on the track
Already, reporting live from the trap
Stay on my grind, ain’t got

Everything's Alright

Kimya Dawson

I'm Sorry That Sometimes I'm Mean

2002

cellophane
Boxing match football game
Kitchen floor reggie bar
Monster mash corned beef hash
A-ha saxophone
5'3" dial tone
Lips parched sousa march
Flat

DECAP with the chops, pdank

Came from Monday night RAW living
Latter match in the kitchen
But my belt wasn't golden
 my flow was auspicious
Get

want communication
She don't wanna be a team
Then ain't no need of dating
I want you nasty
I want you real submissive
I want you naked in the kitchen

like that

I'm fly baby
I'm fly baby

I'm talking puppies in the kitchen, big dogs at the boxing match
Bodies buried when the oxen scratch
Ride away with

buildings I guess
Inisherin I'm in the kitchen you're lighting the match
I can't manifest you laying back in my bed (Can't manifest you)
You're pinned to my

low
Gas stove romance live out the Waldorf
Gave a hundred to the doorman, Comme Des Garcons Vans
The Dolce robe match the stove
The Dolce stove

Caught my mama crying in the kitchen
She don’t wanna fight the eviction
It’s funny how the friends go missing
And lately even God won’t listen
Seen

datz my ride
Mittens, in da kitchen whipping chicken fingerling Salt bae (You know it )wit dem fries

That's my guy, That's click
Yea really get lit in

Rows full of gold
She drove in the snow
Murder she wrote
Yeah
Cocaine Dreams in the kitchen sink
She had Cocaine Dreams in the kitchen sink
Ask me if