Lyrics:
the '90's want more than satisfaction
They want keys and Gs, and all those illy things
If you want to, I'll show you, just what the Ab can bring
I keep
Be Careful, It's My Heart
Bing Crosby
Words and music by Irving Berlin
-From the musical "Holiday Inn"
Sweetheart of mine, I've sent you
more fun not being skied by Neem
Handling with Joe and Haak is really blast
They catch all of my throws, even a shitty push pass
Learning the sets took
leavin' so soon
Oh, St. Teresa, higher than the moon
Reach down for the sweet stuff, when she looks at me
I know any man sees you like I see
Follow down
herb than those old day's
With a whole J to the face
Nah, I'm still feelin' gettin' drunk more than weed
But now we back in Amster-D, got some grams
of the Einstein
I maximize on my knowledge
Learning more in life
Than I ever would if I was in college
But you know what they
Never old enough to learn
Flippin
when
They're ignorant
I know way more than any average
Democrat will ever know in their
Whole entire life and at my
Young age that I currently
Possess i
enough (Prince of peace)
You are (You are)
You are (Nothing I've ever seen before)
You are
More than enough (Where would I be without your love)
You are
over, that's better than going backwards
Consider it not a failure, it was more of a practice
It's difficult starting over, that's better than going
Traditonal arrangement by
Auldridge, Gaudreau, Coleman and Klein
© 1993 AGCK Music/ Mountainside Music (BMI)
Well I woke up early with those
meladrama
But it's more stunning than warrioress terachota
Choke the basil that is fuego then go and run the ididerod
Extra husky puppy sledding off with
on by)
Just a walk, just a walk on by (Walk on by)
Can't you see the love we breathe, is nothing more than false
Can't you see
You’re everything I don’t
you've ever believed in
By peeping your deepest secrets like psychic readers,
What's the matter with ya'll, I splatter ya'll
Against the mutha fuckin
Be Careful, It's My Heart
Bing Crosby
Words and music by Irving Berlin
-From the musical "Holiday Inn"
Sweetheart of mine, I've sent you
the nose ring and the Ford Focus and the hat back
Freckled face with the sweaty palms
With the chicken legs and the skinny arms
Never hear his voice no more
(Hook)
Take your time and find something divine. We live for more than bittersweet silver linings.
We’re made to be-lieve it’s all by design, but...
See
And humanity
Than any class
I've ever taken
And I was introduced
To this genius
Named Kuiphoff
I took a class
One summer
It was
Intro to Web Design
I think it
And your vaccine what a crock the world needs new leaders
No more cheaters and liars and warmongering bottom feeders
Everywhere I go all I ever seem to hear
to rock, YOU!
We're the kings of swing
And we're chosen to rule
The deans of clean inside the cool school
We're the chiefs of relief
Contained by wild
great tho
From sampling hooks
To late-night looks
To concert time, just loop, repeat tho
I wish it was longer than just a week tho
You do feel younger by
you need it more than I ever did (You need it more than I do) DAT
Smiling faces everywhere (You need it more than I do)
Fuck em' I don't care (You need
wey we get na by the grace of jah
That why we ha never fi regret
Eh na eh ha
Conqueror conqueror
God over them
I am more than conqueror
Say ha ma shine
ever believed in
By peeping your deepest secrets like psychic readers
What's the matter with ya'll, I splatter ya'll
Against the muthafuckin wall with
know I don't rest, the system quick to arrest
Uh, if Bobby Brown tell it, I'm the best new edition
Heard ya whispering Tracy Ellis
I'm more than
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