Lyrics:
waited for a time
I'm calling can you hear me
The angels will steer me
To your door, feel so sure
The night is the brightest
Who knows what I really
the changes
Oh as you're sleeping
Feel the quiet
In the thunder
Sing the changes
Calling over
Feel the quiet
In the thunder
Like the sun playing
In
something
Hit, who's calling this a
Hit, well I deserve a
Hit, calling this a
Hit, I don't deserve it
Mon...mon - day's...day's - no...no -
You made a big mistake when you spoke the marriage vow
You said some sweet sweet words you're coking on em now
She's calling off the deal, she's
Far away places with strange sounding names
Far away over the sea
Those far away places with the strange sounding names are
Calling
Calling me
matter what or where you are.
You'll always be my little shining star
You keep calling me back to you
You keep calling me back
What are friends
Smokey Mountain memories 'bout my home in Tennessee
Yesterday keeps calling me, calling me home
Mountains rising in my soul, higher than the dreams
Calling, calling home
Second stage is cut
We're now in orbit
Stabilizers up
Running perfect
Starting to collect
Requested data
"What will it
love the way you work it (Work it)
Hoes calling and it ain't no service (Service), yeah
Waiting all my life, I've been waiting all my life all for
a bag
Addicted to getting that cash
Addicted to popping them tags
Money was made for the sad
Now my ex-bitch calling back
Saw me come up out
"Boy don't you mess my hair up", I did, I did
Yeah her body be calling, I be on that mission
She like the position, waking the neighbors
Got 31
red lips calling out my name
Two-ton Ford and that parking brake
Pushed all the way, all the way down
Hmmm all the way down
Middle of the middle
drinking, that's what I'm drinking
Girl, you're calling the shots tonight
Whatever you're thinking, that's what I'm thinking
Tell me what you got in mind
Stop searching for perfect
Now, darling, you don't have to try so hard
(So hard, so hard, so hard)
We're right when we're wrong and I'm calling
We're
anymore, I don't feel it
I'm not hopeless, tragic
No, nothing no more to say
I've got freedom, no more calling
I don't care
I'll walk away
I count the ways you turn me on
I calculate the grim? and eerie song
Sirens calling
I count the ways you turn me on
Crack of your whip
Taking
wilding in the nolia they was calling us babies
I guess the same shit went on in the eighties they still crazy
I'm with it too kind of sneaky know how
the only one who's name I keep on calling
When everything is closing in
And you
You're the only one can stop this heart from aching
You're the only one
can see through his charm
So I know when I'm out making dough
He be calling you on the low
Things you don't expect from a friend
And that's why I
not one either
it takes one to know one
(it takes one to know one)
Who's calling names and pointing fingers?
Takes one to know one
(take one
food
So I'm calling up an old groove
And I'm a brother with a gut
So, hello Keana, can ya take us out to Poppa Doughs
And don't forget about San Antone
Shadows on the window
Rustling in the hedge
Faces at the peephole
Footsteps on the ledge
If you come calling
He'll be mauling with intent to maim
more my brain is gone (4x)
Coming is my helper, tangling my brain
Somethings wery wrong I can't describe this pain
I'm calling for my mother, I'm
Toy Box
"Ooo, I like this toy. Watch it go. Uw...wait!" (gunshots)
"We're sorry the person you are calling is dead"
[Violent J]
I was like six, I
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