Lyrics:
where you are
I feel a little less lonely right away
Something in the air intoxicates
In your town
And even though the streets are filled with pain
don't have to hide
Just put your little hand in mine
'Cause tonight we're gonna fly
Like birds of paradise
Remember when you were green
And you
shit
Who gives a damn about the songs you're playing
Just saying
Sometimes I feel so old, yeah
Am I deaf? Or am I just a little left
Of what they
on the mirror
Cooler in the back full of beer
Radio bumping a little bits something that sounds like cheap sunglasses
Catching every girls eye
As we roll
Every time it rains, it pours
I pray it rains just a little more on me
'Cause I'm the guy who never cries
And I gotta keep my reputation clean
to the store with me
Alright, bet
Alright, bet, yo, I'll be back in a little bit nigga
Alright my nigga
So how long you been knowing Eminem
This wicked word
Too bad to be spoken
You let the heart attack in
One taste and it's all good
Then the little birds sing
But the word couldn't
I just don't want to be back in this place again
I mean, I done cried a little
Tried a little, failed a little
I don't wanna do it again
(Oh, I
just a little more easy to see, darling?
That would've been all, would've been all we needed to know
Sun is up the hillside
I was being blue-eyed
on the edge of town
The water tower says the same thing
John Deere Green with the same names
A little faded but it still looks good
In my neck of the woods,
And baby you know that he can't go down like me
And you know the nigga can't freak like me
So mami tell me one little thing
How deep is your love for me?
little life
Throw it back, we'll die a while
We go out and we pass out in our clothes again
Giving it and losing it for the time of our lives
I'm
a little bit shy
Why don't you like me?
Why don't you like me without making me try?
I try to be like Grace Kelly (mmh)
But all her looks were too sad
the bars all burned or drowned
The little piece of yesterday that managed to remain
Are they yawning as they make everything the same
Every cheap celebrity
Someone to hold me tight
That would be very nice
Someone to love me right
That would be very nice
Someone to understand
Each little dream in
Never thought that I could ever get this high
Je t'adore
And I can't conceal it
Je t'adore
Anyone can see it
You give me just a little more
I'm a young sidewinder, a high note finder
A fiddler, a gypsy, and a wandering soul
I'm a little bit crazy, a little bit lazy
And I don't feel
I was a little girl alone in my little world
Who dreamed of a little home for me
I played pretend between the trees
And fed my house guests bark
I'ma just stay on this road, truckin' through loads
Over the hoes, passin' my foes, niggas is slow, I
See me loadin' my little boat, take it out when
so bad were so bad were so bad
but your mad your so mad
All you had to say was sorry
all I hears the same old story
just a simple little sorry
You
plenty, of your little eyeballs, swirling, over and around you're, squirming, underneath his sharpened blade, each one, stuffed into his velvet,
an obsolete machine
When NASA lost its funding from the Congress, they forgot about Little Old Steve
And now there's no fuel to get home
But all these dirty
fine
Everybody wanna to show you they're OK share every little detail of their day
Everybody wanna overload on information
The need to connect with
and true
And then I just want to say
Little girl, I'm so grateful
Oh so grateful
For making my life
Worth living for
For taking my love
And given so so much
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