Lyrics:
a cup of tea
How you not sleep,
Get a cup of tea
I have a little tea pot,
Short and stout,
This is my handle,
This is my spout
And when I get my
Ball to ballers
Puttin' the South up on the map was like Little Rock to bangin'
Niggas say mothafuck that playin', they payin', we stayin' layin'
I can't have you all
Then at least give me one little part of you
Let me into your life
Trust in me
Let your heart learn to trust in me
Need me
have been
I know I'd die in just a little while without you
Another dawn I wouldn't want to see
If you're supposed tonight would be our last together
Oh
Come here, Marvin, let me tell you something (yeah, baby)
You don't drive a big fine car
And you don't look like a movie star
And on that little
to work some more
When I get home I take it off and I throw it on the floor
[Chorus]
I'm a country boy and I'm a rockin' roller
Like a little crown in
live again
A little tenderness to me start showing
Fill my heart with love till it's overflowing
I'm going down, down for the third time
Trying
or what the climate is?
Oh! Soon, our little ship will become sailing
Home through every storm, never failing,
The day you're mine this world will be
(yeah, yeah)
Let it shine on me (yeah, yeah)
Well, baby, turn on your love light (yeah, yeah)
And let it shine on me (yeah, yeah)
Well, just a little
Little pebble upon the sand
Now you're lying here in my hand
How many years have you been here?
Little human upon the sand
From where I'm lying here
when you came my way to tell me)
Then add the wedding bells, one house where lovers dwell
Three little kids for the flavor, stir carefully through
standin' alone
Is an old caballo, a strawberry roan
His legs are all spavined, he's got pigeon toes
Little pig eyes and a big roman nose
Little pin ears
a little lady so pretty and young
She was quite a little talker 'till the cat got her tongue
She oozed up beside me, I turned on my charm
Well, pretty
Monroe and walkin' on snow white
New York's a go-go and everything tastes right
Poor little Greene
Ohh
Hoo, ooo, ooo
Give up now
Jean Genie lives
on people that want to smoke a little dope.
Well you know there should be no law
on people that want to smoke a little dope.
Well you know it's good for
Tale as old as time
True as it can be
Barely even friends
Then somebody bends
Unexpectedly
Just a little change
Small to say the least
Both
And still those little things remain
That bring me happiness or pain
A cigarette that bears a lipstick's traces
An airline ticket to romantic places
Little girl don't you want to stay?
I want to be your lover man
All by myself
All by myself
I don't need no one to love you
I'm gonna love you
The days of wine and roses are distant days for me
I dream of the last and the next affair and of little girls
I'll never see
[Chorus:]
and their wives, little children lost their lives
It was sad when that great ship went down
When building that great ship
They said what they would do
They
the little boys wild!
An' when it came to winning blue ribbons,
You must have shown the other kids how
I can see the judge's eyes
As they handed you
Love had its day
That day is past
You've gone away
This aching heart of mine is singing
Lover come back to me
When I remember every little thing
to the airport
But he took me to see
That little friend of mine
(Oh that little fella)
Hahaha District Judge
(I remember him)
Room 229
(Yeah, he was
him tenderly
So it's not the things I know you do
That breaks my heart, you see
It's the things that I don't know that's killin' me
The little things
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