Lyrics:
the man that sent
The confirmation kill to end
The heart of Mrs. Santa Ann
Now, he said that I didn't understand
How to love the heart inside a man
Now,
Ann, ann, ann, ann, ann, ann, ann, ann
Fogo cruzado, minha mente é um campo de batalha
Vidro fumê no meu carro, nêga mi casa é su casa
Nêgo nem na
is Mary-Ann now
He's more confident to live his plan now (talking to the world's gonna bring you down)
But the family in disbelief this time (talking
Natasha
Mrs. McGillicuddy
How could she?
Ginger, Mary Ann, Mrs. Howell
Samantha Stevens, Lieutenant Uhura
Judy Jetson
Olive Oyl, Ethel Mertz
Fredericks, 83 years old
They found expired from the cold
Ann Moore tried to be a man
For the past fifteen years
Mrs. Olsen, of Hinkley, wanders 'round
She
Natasha
Mrs. McGillicuddy
How could she?
Ginger, Mary Ann, Mrs. Howell
Samantha Stevens, Lieutenant Uhura
Judy Jetson
Olive Oyl, Ethel Mertz
the crowd
Snitches, someone kiss to stitch you mouth
Wilder then rhinos or liquor trous
Mrs. how Mary-Ann, dick 'em out
Ginger watch with the gun and skip
the crowd
Snitches, someone kiss to stitch you mouth
Wilder then rhinos or liquor trous
Mrs. how Mary-Ann, dick 'em out
Ginger watch with the gun and skip
for me
You taught me facts of life
No Mrs. Garrett
Life is savage
Love with all the love
You have we managed
And exceeded expectations
You are
Murder tonight in the trailer park
Mrs. Annabelle Evans found
With her throat cut after dark
Her pockets turned inside out
Her dresser drawers
don't lover her
Ima hit the bitch raw
Leave a mess up on her covers
Get the bag and make it flip
Then buy a mansion for my mama ugh
It's mr anxious
could)
Lost your marbles (Kim and I are in love)
Are you nutty? (Goin' steady for)
Hello, Mrs. Garfein, is Charity home from school yet?
Did they
Murder tonight in the trailer park.
Mrs. Annabelle Evans found
with her throat cut after dark.
Her pockets turned inside out
her dresser drawers
NAUAK
Now Fuck m.r Wood
Yeahh fuck m.r Wood , I´m not kid cudi, I dont crossed that sucker, thinking about It
Damn I could
Yeahh I am in Hollywood
I
Mr. Gravedigger, don't feel ashamed
As you dig little holes for the dead and the maimed
Please Mr. Gravedigger, I couldn't care
If you found a golden
and digging graves
He hates the reverend vicar and he lives all alone in his home
"Ah-choo, excuse me"
Please Mr. Gravedigger, don't feel ashamed
As you
could)
Lost your marbles (Kim and I are in love)
Are you nutty? (Goin' steady for)
Hello, Mrs. Garfein, is Charity home from school yet?
Did they
Murder tonight in the trailer park
Mrs. Annabelle Evans found
With her throat cut after dark
Her pockets turned inside out
Her dresser drawers
play you on that street don't pass the curb
While I'm looking out the window With Mrs. while I observed
Like Word
Damn
I might fuck around and Fly
I
Marie, Lucy, and Mary-Ann!
I'll inflict pain upon you
In every way!
I'll still beat your face in
To this very day!
Call me Mr. Anger!
Call me Mr
pwen sansib ou hm pral achetel yon prix
Menm pral few bwe
Jus kew pap négocie à kap pou ou avi
Baby ann jwe
Cheri ann jwe
Baby ann jwe e
Mwen gon
go to Dallas
Say hello to Mary-Ann
Say I'm still looking along the trigger
Hanging on the best I can
If you see her sister Lucy
Say I'm sorry I'm not
anns or in Hannover
Cah dis is Mr cat de bareback rider
De style weh mi a go gi dem a go run Jamaica
An ina London or mi seh in America
An ina Canada
Saw him once down the boulevard
Took out his keys and scratched some cars
Had a smirk on his dirty face
Ol' Mr. Bread and his mean old pranks
Heads
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