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Sweet Pea My Sweet Pea (Paul Weller) · Eat Every Bean and Pea on Your Plate (Daddy a Go-Go) · El Pea (Hutchinson, Hutch) · Howdy, Pea Pickers (Tennessee Ernie Ford) · Seventh Tree [Bonus DVD] (Goldfrapp) · Sheltering Tree (NewSong) · The Poison Tree (Moby) · Fever Tree (Fever Tree) · Rockin' Around the Christmas Tree (Hutchinson, Hutch) · Christmas Tree (Lady Gaga) – and 90 other albums »


Natal plum
Black magic ti
Mexican bush sage
Gumbo limbo
Golden shrimp
Belize shrimp
Senna
Weeping sabicu
Golden shower tree
Golden trumpet tree
I'm lying in the shade of my family tree
I'm a branch that broke off
What will become of me?

Dear Mom, I'm lying here in this queen-sized bed.
old mint julep a kick, Mame.
You make the old magnolia tree, blossom at the mention of your name.
You've made us feel alive again, you've given us
like a leaf hanging on a tree
Well, I said now, come on pretty baby
This is where you get your steak, potatoes and peas

My baby don't have to work
Lord,
mint julep a kick, Mame
You make the old magnolia tree blossom at the mention of your name.
You've made us feel alive again, you've given us the drive
pea
The broken rubber band in the bag of good ones.
Could it be there are too many
Stars in the sky?
But I can’t go inside
And leave them behind
I could wear some clothes, on my voice I have no choice

Feed me peas and feed me corn and feed me wild oats
Let's move to the hills together
a pea-coat and a headache
watching the traffic splash by
When a four day clown in a pick-up truck drove her out to the woods
Down a gravel lane, down a dirt
you
That makes me feel alive

If the green left the grass on the other side
I would make like a tree and leave
But if I reached for your hand, would
mint julep a kick, Mame
You make the old magnolia tree blossom at the mention of your name.
You've made us feel alive again, you've given us the drive
Goodbye squirrel
With black-eyed peas,
You're gonna taste good to me
Squirrel
It's you or me,
Come on out of that tree
Squirrel
Hey guess what,
You've eaten
tree smile, Mame,
Your skin is Dixie satin,
There's rebel in your manner and your speech,
You may be from Manhattan,
But Georgia never had a sweeter
roots, no tree, no family, no me

[Maxi Jazz]
Our first fuck was more planning than luck
I had a deep understanding of what makes you (hot)
I did my
tree smile, Mame,
Your skin is Dixie satin,
There's rebel in your manner and your speech,
You may be from Manhattan,
But Georgia never had a sweeter
the weepin' willow tree smile, Mame,

Your skin is Dixie satin,
There's rebel in your manner and your speech,
You may be from Manhattan,
But Georgia never
Christmas time alone with you

Now throw a log on the fire
Then we could trim the tree
How much fun it would be
To take a walk in the snow
As you're
And that sometime I, the I, I am
No longer will be the I, I am

When the child was a child
It gagged on spinach, on peas, on rice pudding
And on steamed
Christmas time alone with you

Now throw a log on the fire
Then we could trim the tree
How much fun it would be
To take a walk in the snow
As you're
Jean Claude: Now Madame Blueberry was a sad little berry
She lived by herself in a house in a tree.
Her butlers would show up each morning at nine
talk, you a deer, starting chasing him
He jumped in the tree, had grass in his ear
I'm a kill you nigga, you gonna have to come down
Little did he know
Home fer the winter with his family
Happy as squirrels in the ol' gum tree
Bein' the father he wanted to be
Close to his boys as the pod an' the pea
Home fer the winter with his family
Happy as squirrels in the ol' gum tree
Bein' the father he wanted to be
Close to his boys as the pod an' the pea
tree),
And his legs will take root, and his fingers will
Shoot, and they'll blossom and bud like a fruit
Tree;
From the green grocer tree you get grapes
Home fer the winter with his family
happy as squirrels in the ol' gum tree
bein' the father he wanted to be
close to his boys as the pod an' the pea
Home fer the winter with his family
Happy as squirrels in the ol' gum tree
Bein' the father he wanted to be
Close to his boys as the pod an' the pea