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your money.
You're just heartless, id all the way,
Eat out the maid, eat out the maid.

Bless your money, bless your money.
Bless your money, bless your

Chrome skies and a Sun Maid horizon
Drone Strikes with an Aquafresh wall to wall
A lonely kite drifting out into the thin air
makes stuff look ever

There once was a union maid, she never was afraid
Of goons and ginks and company finks and the deputy sheriffs who made the raid.
She went

Now the maids and the men are making of hay,
We've left the dull fools, and are stol'n away.
Then Mopsa no more
Be coy as before,
But let's merrily

at midnight
Fair maid
white and red
Comb you smooth and stroke your head

How a maid can milk a bull
And every stroke a bucketful

fillara
Deaddilii cillana gosa de heivii
Son lei nu ihána buggon ja crazy
Ii son lean buorre šat dutnje
Ja áidna maid meinii lei
Atnit ja šlivget
Manin su

pretty maid
And I asked her if she'd go along with me
Some pleasure and some pastimes to see.
We're a-riding down to Portsmouth.

Now sailor, if I go along

Bantry Bay up to Derry Quay
and from Galway to Dublin town.
No maid I've seen like the fair colleen
that I met in the County Down.

As she onward sped sure

days  
Chilling sipping Minute Maid, 
With my nigga Nicari 
Til I fell asleep
Blame the AC ay 
Blame the AC ay 
You ain't really know 
You don't ain't

Tu demandes à Venus
Si tu veux la French maid
Blind date, Holy Mary
Tu demandes à Venus

Si tu veux la déesse
Tu demandes à Venus
Si tu veux la louve

Mary, Mary Quite Contrary
How does your garden grow?
With silver bells and cockle shells
And pretty little maids in a row

Mary, Mary Quite

I once met a little maid in Morocco
In far away old gay Morocco
We spent many happy hours together
In far away old gay Morocco
It was summer,

Mary, Mary Quite Contrary
How does your garden grow?
With silver bells and cockle shells
And pretty little maids in a row

Mary, Mary Quite

The Peanut Vendor

California Ramblers

1928-1935

2003

In Cuba, each merry maid
Wakes up with this serenade
Peanuts! They're nice and hot
Peanuts! I sell a lot
If you haven't got bananas, don't be

hungering for more

A dry silence fell to pass by a fairy whisper
This little maid seemed as lost and helpless as I
Then shimmering words asked for a favour

Without that ring
You won’t sing a thing past five!

No geese!       No geese?
No swans!       No swans?
No lords, no ladies,
No maids.       No maids?
No

(оу)
Я Yamaha, и их повело
Мы летим,чтобы чекнуть home
Это Чита, а не Москва, lets go
Let’s go, ты maid in Chine
Я maid in Atlanta, и это правда
Это baby

You wait, you dry up like raisins
Practice patience, but I ain’t stayin’ at the Day’s Inn
I’m at Ritz Carlton blazin’ Carlton dancin’ 
Wit the maids ‘n

tone,
I don’t feel so alone.
I die inside when you come to me,
You’re looking so young.
You tip your police shades, 
And when you’re wearing your maid’s

Ghetto booties from the south  niggas like em homemade 

Bend yo back and close yo mouth Scrub the ground just like a maid 

Put yo leg up on the stage

Billet vert comme dollar oh !
Sur les haters j’me soulage oh

Emblématique comme fulham
Caisse !
Automatiquement full op
J’ai
Minute maid dans mon colal

Im on they ass niggas sick that I'm getting paid
I throw it up you clean it up my nigga you a maid
How much you can you make today
I said how much

give you lemons
Make you some lemonade

I had to concentrate my shit taste like some Minute Maid

I’m tryna face all my fears though I know I been afraid

minute maid,
Back then you ain’t want me, do me a favor bih get out my face 
That nigga thirty six been on his shit, just like a diaper
Them niggas that