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The Gonzo Hits Medley

Barry Manilow

Live on Broadway

1987

feelings will come through
Maybe we'll start to cry and wonder why we ever walked away
Maybe the old songs will bring back the old times and make her wanna

Annabell

Seraphim Shock

Red Silk Vow

1997

On and on into the season
Waiting for his serenade
Ghosts will dance for one last crimson kiss
Cast away times endless circle
Haunting statues in a spell
Tears

then my idols
I don't give a fuck don't lose focus just meditate
I don't sing songs like a serenade
I get the funds when I ball like the NBA
Buh Mentally

the simple beauty
Of life in everything
And may love be the last song that you sing

May you dance in the moonlight
With a lover by your side
May you

sneak love, contraband
Aggression and deception suffered secondhand
By youth but the truth I gained from every friend
It's not cohesion but the time you

all in

The last time I trusted a nigga we was all kids
I was ten years old when I got wrapped up in the darkness
Always the angry kid but it switched,

Uh Uh Uh Uh
Uh Uh Uh Uh
Uh Uh Uh Uh
Yeah
Check
Let me get into it
Look
See
Caught up in the mix
Most people on the fence barely ever doing tricks

Droptop coupe
Play my songs on a loop
Every time I think of you, I swear to God it flips my mood
Nonstop groove, I'm in love with how you move
Never

rude inflections
I'm striving for perfection
I hate to make corrections
I just hit it on the first try
Don't ever need a second
My rivals my reflection

become a memory I
wanna give some last words to remember me by
so I roll it light it smoke it think it write it
step in the booth recite it and pray that

Rio de Janeiro Blue

Randy Crawford

Secret Combination

1981

soul, in your song
and I get a feelin', that I've seen that last of you, Rio De Janeiro Blue,
Rio De Janeiro Blue

(Insturmental Bridge)

Months go

Last Call

Kanye West

The College Dropout

2004

and I got to meet Jay-Z and he said
"Oh, you a real soulful dude"
And he, uh, played the song 'cause he already spit his verse by the time I got

man out of time and second-hand
While life passes you by someone will take your place
Leave you lost in no-man's land

The seeds have been sown
From

the sweetest sound I found myself repeating
Liana, Liana
And if I ever had the chance to
I'd write a song about you, and I'd call it something nice like
Liana,

lips |The last time that we both embraced |The last song that we ever sang |The last line of the last love letter I wrote |The last time I ever made you

you, I like you, because you're ugly, just kidding
Yeah, yeah! Hoo! Yea, woa, woa, the longest song, so, so long
The longest song. Long, long, long,

Sama Been a dig there, I can't be count

Play me steppin' like a copper, but nobody, he's a copper
Secondhand smoke, you can catch this copper
Need

they'd emulate
Niggas hoping this ain't no love song
Cause they know they bitch getting serenade
Shit, I made love songs cause the bitches love it
But

says to me, If I could publish a cookbook, you can write a Christmas song. I can't wait to hear it.
She was so sure of it. And I was taken aback by her

This is my last song 
I chose to write it to you
This is my last song
It sounds like the others do
This is my last song
Repetitive boring and short

Last night was the first time we ever ever said what we intended to say
Last night felt like the first in forever ever that we gon be okay
Last night

the fall
Like the leaves on our way home
All these nights you held me close
Never thought you'd let me go
But this is the last song I'll ever write about you

A meager watch collection ticks its lifespan
On the nightstand
Fashioned from a secondhand lamp and
Medium density fiberboard
These are the things

don't ever settle down and by then I know you're bluffing
Compare me to the goats
I'm Jimmy Neutron or McLovin
Overheat the room, I'm stuntin'
And busting