Lyrics:
international postman
Neighbor-dick dope man
7-1-8's, 2-0-2's
I send small cities and states I-O-U's
9-0-1, matter fact 3-0-5
I'll jump off the G4, we can
more can they afford?
Two by two, they stepped into the ark,
Two by two, they step in the dark.
Three by three, they're turning the key,
Four by
Step on the gas and wipe that tear away
One sweet dream came true today
Came true today
Came true today
Yes, it did
1, 2, 3, 4, 5, 6, 7
All good
E00;样
怀念ऊ3;时风中的吉ED6;声
曾经ऊ3;个买花的小姑
green bottles, hiding in a box.
But if one green bottle
is stolen by a fox!
Hey!
There'll be 1, 2, 3, 4, 5, 6, 7!
Seven green bottles, hiding in a box!
1 for the money and the car I drive
2 for the girls who are passing by
3 for the house on the hills outside
4 for the guys and the wild fly by
1 for
your chest seven days a week
And add a foot for good measure you'll be seven feet deep
It goes 10-9-8-7-6-5-4
3-2-murder 1 lyrics at your door
新4E8B;
词ٯ2;.晨星
混ॿ3;.汪泽
旧日ן2;过 新4E8B;近
you three by three, three for the Hebrew children,
Two for Paul and Silas, one for the little bitty Baby was born, born, born in Bethlehem.
Children,
Hoping that shot wouldn't go far
1 2 3 4
1 2 3 4
Open the door
1 2 3 4
1 2 3 4
Stupid, left me bored
1 2 3 4
1 2 3 4
Come and have some more
1 2 3 4
1 2 3
Shh
4 3 2 1
What we fighting?
4 3 2 1
I don't know what
4 3 2 1
What we fighting?
4 3 2 1
I don't know what for
Clap your hands, everybody
twenty past two, hahaha, we got a four o'clock plane to catch at Glas... at uh Glasgow, uuhh
you wish... at Gatwick, see? Guy says, "I think you'd better
E0D;兑现
要4F60;在身边
Oh oh oh
ऊ3;些没办法讲;出的话
Խ1;誓要带
and the choices niggas make
Hook
Chest Pains (feel it in my fucking chest), 1, 2, 3, 4, 5
I feel it in my fucking chest, Chest Pains, 1, 2, 3, 4, 5
I feel it in
watam pen ne Paper asua lessons
Nhyira nabu so aa ma de3 cba Ne mede si anii no owie nya ne Curses
Mede aky3w kraa na ny3 2 by 2 4 by 4 tipae3 mu burdens
;吻着我的脸
让我再4E5F;不敢相信;永远
每4E2A;瞬间;风掠过我身边_
雨飘进我3
;
4E3A;你深;情地等候
永4E0D;回头
天知道4E00;个人能爱多
Counting is fun, counting is fun
1, 2, 3, 4, 5, 5, 4, 3, 2, 1
Counting is fun, counting is fun
1, 2, 3, 4, 5, 5, 4, 3, 2, 1
Clap your hands once
that you're gone I want to beat myself up
Look at me one two three four I am your king
Look at me one two three four you are my queen
Look at me one two
myself get myself get myself out
Now that you��re gone I want to beat myself up
Look at me one two three four I am your king
Look at me one two three four
Oh one, two, three, four
One, two, three, four one, two, three, four
One, two, three, four one, two, three, four
One, two, three, four one, two
two gun, three gun, four
One gun, two gun, three gun, four
One gun, two gun, three gun, four
One gun, two gun, three gun, four
I'm going hard too, so
Two three four
Two two three four
Three two three four
Four two three four
Two three four
Two two three four
Three two three four
Four two three four
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