Lyrics:
Thelma and Louise and some faded blue denim
Jumpin' in them Wranglers, barely gettin' in' em
Buttons hanging on, thank God they ain't giving
Walk by faith, you appear
I've gotta live in stereo
I quit, I fold, I'm done
Trying to scale Everest
Sherpa-less
Ain't fun
The best-laid plans
are migratory?
ARTHUR: Not at all, they could be carried.
GUARD #1: What -- a swallow carrying a coconut?
ARTHUR: It could grip it by the husk!
GUARD
what I came for
Your fingertips like memories
That even up my scores
And I'd leave a little lest wreckless
And I'd leave a little less blue
And I'd
loved you just a little less
It wouldn't have been a walking dead,
Killing the living and
I killed you 'cause I loved you
I killed you 'cause I loved you
they can't use
If they stick to themselves
They'd be much less abused
Say I know a little
Lord I do know a little about it
I know a little
I know
and you make me
Ooh just a little less lonely
Uh huh
Now we could dress up to the night
Blue jeans would suit me fine
You know we've always been
a little 'bout love
And baby I can guess the rest
Well now I don't read that daily news
'Cause it ain't hard to figure
Where people get the blues
They
A a a a
I want my blue cheese, no less then
Remember early nights, bitch I came from a basement
Tell 'em watch out, before you get fired with this
a little out of style
Too simple, too Country and way too proud
Of the red on our necks and the blue collar dollars we make
We don't call it a truck less
wanna hear no basic shit
Melodine I got a crazy pitch
Place a order get it 86
Blue velvet on David Lynch
They was here but they came and went, played
by yourself you'll be singing the blues, blues, blues, blues...)
Whoa-ho-oo-whoa-oo-oh-ooo! Ooo-whoa-ooo-oh-ooo-oh
Whoa-ho-oo-whoa-oo-oh-ooo!
dig what they can't use
If they stick to themselves they'd be much less abused
I know a little
Lord, I know a little 'bout it
I know a little
I
that you only
Want a coat of blue but to be safe
I'd better run my dozer through
I could do it in a flash, in a jiffy
In a jot but the trouble is, love
red dirt
And get lost in your blue eyes
I wanna see your little sun tan
Lit up in the moonlight
Gonna dance you in the midnight sky
And kiss you
a little 'bout love
Baby I can guess the rest
Well now I don't read that daily news
'Cause it ain't hard to figure
Where people gets the blues
They
to help
The bad reflection came from one's actin' by themself
Blue hoodie with the cap pulled down, yeah
Popped a neighbor just to cruise in their Crown
Look
Imma go get it by any means (Run up a bag)
Imma go do it by any means
I will
Do what I what so get me them blues
I ain't talking bout clues
Sit
Becoming more of myself
Less of a lemon tree
Less of a
Lonely little boy
In a little room
Lonely little boy
Surrounded by blue
Lonely little boy
He knows
mofo's
Prêts à drive by sur le fly avec le 4'4
Versace, Versace, verse à chier
Toujours le même flow pis votre flow est à chier
Nine millimeters, my
of death, we can not save ourselves.
To breathe is not enough.
Yes sir, I Will.
When you woke this morning you looked so rocky-eyed,
Blue and white
Ha ha ha ha ha, check out this bizarre
Rapper style used by me, the B.I.G
I put my key, you put your key in, money we'll be seein'
Will reach
be right and still be mean
You can change the whole wide world and not mean a damn thing
It's a little blue world
With a big blue sky
And a ton
to i've improved and learned so much more
The sweat by touch my coolness goes back into the pores
I just wear a simple t-shirt and my old blue jeans
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