Lyrics:
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Lat mie dertig sigaretten
Kanne ton weg voer nen moand
En oat den jènendertigsten meegoa zyn
Zuld je an de deure stoan
Zuld je an de deure
about the government, and muttering a prayer.
So I scattered some oats in hopes she'd stay
and sat still to stop from scaring her away -
but she hurried
have?
Seven brides for seven sinners
What do we need?
Hollers, guns, and rolling oats.
What do we have?
Seven brides for seven sinners
What do we need?
enough oats
Some will pass through to the road for the sparrows
Rich getting richer, poor getting poorer
The gap between us growing deeper as we struggle
fever for the cave-lifers, and stage divers, and cage fighters
like this oat sleeps in the acorn, that ghost sleeps in the new born
i slit the throats
brothers and bro's good like it's Cinnamon Toast Crunch
Breakfast beginning with oats for lunch find out some women who knows a bunch
I've been deciding that
the know
You know I'd like to see it all
Just like fucking high school yes
Never learned to sow my oats
Always had the know how to
Turn around and smile
Roast shot a roast
Who a chat the most that a source
Mi si squaddy in a the force shot a pose
Fi the man him mek the oat that a court
Somebody wrapped
nejdál ze všeho, bitch je sladká jako dort
Stejně půjdu za jinou, stejně půjdu za jinou
Air Force 1 na nohou a Burberry trench co-oat
Old ginger jako
like everyday aye
Nigga rich, I'm gettin' money
I don't take brakes
She give me throat-oat, oh
I feel like Tay-K, ayy
Joey droppin' bombs, you better
Pennywise in my shit, girl
I just make 'em float-oat-oat (Okay, okay)
And I thought you should know-ow-ow (yeah)
I'm in Chiraq right now
I'm hella
could've been living with a G
O-A-T, baby, O-A-T
Yo next nigga ain't got shit on me, for real
Claiming you going through things
Girl, why you playing these
got my sweet side, oat man Keebler
I’m in my own world no Bieber
I’m a believer she a believer
Flip a opp tossed salad now I’m smoking Caesar
Can you get me coffee
Or get me a can of coke
Can you get me paper
Or anything to write notes
Can you grab a Slurpee
Or a box of frosted oats
Can you
Sowin' all your wild oats
In another's luxuries
Yesterday was Tuesday
Maybe Thursday you can sleep
But school starts much too early
And this hotel
I Dig a Pygmy by Charles Hawtrey and the Deaf Aids
Phase one, in which Doris gets her oats
Two of us riding nowhere
Spending someone's
Hard
to the road in a homemade boat
That's the only thing we got left that'll float
It's already over all the wheat and oats,
Two feet high and risin'
How
My oat meal tastes just like confetti
The coffee's too strong so forget it
The toast is burning
Well let it
There's just so much to do
Since
My oat meal tastes just like confetti
The coffee's too strong so forget it
The toast is burning well let it
There's just so much to do since you've
to the road in a homemade boat
'Cause that's the only thing we got left that'll float
It's already over all the wheat and oats
Two feet high and risin'
I Dig a Pygmy by Charles Hawtrey and the Deaf Aids
Phase one, in which Doris gets her oats
Two of us riding nowhere
Spending someone's
Hard
Sowin' all your wild oats
In another's luxuries
Yesterday was Tuesday
Maybe Thursday you can sleep
But school starts much too early
And this hotel
there,
But my Oklahoma home, it blowed away.
I planted wheat and oats, got some chickens and some shoats,
Aimed to have some ham and eggs to feed my
I'd like to stay with you for a while but I have promises to keep
I could be happy here with you but I'm a so wild oat to reap
My strength tells me
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