Lyrics:
Canberra, that's where I'm found
We headed Weston through the Forrest and arrived at
Parliament House. We bumped in to the four Scottish lads
Macgregor,
colony!
Tom: That would be gross
You tried that in our bus one time
Mark: I tried to start our own
Nudist colony one time in our
Bus and it was pretty much
some pretty babies, pretty babies
I’ma ring your finger for better or worse
It’s our ceremony, our wedding is so perfect lady, perfect lady
Bridge :
just a lad
I rode into a cattle town, a boy of twenty-three
So young and yet that very day I carved my destiny
I walked into the town saloon that
straight into my face
Then out of the window
Targeting a succession of passers by
When I was his age and drunk on holiday in Italy
Me and some local lads got
accused
Of heresy on three
Counts - heresy by thought, heresy
By word, heresy by deed
And heresy by action - four
Counts do you confess?
Wilde: I don't
my friends assassins
All of us bastards, our mothers queens and our women dancers
My rivers rapid, my fins are splashin', my gills are flappin'
I
silence
And close our eyelids
For our thoughts to teleport us to a island
Where we can get close
I'd like to see where your mind is
You're mighty fine, shit
guys all rise now
BO! BO! BO! Make four shots now
Now all ladies more ladies all guys down
Say Ah! Ah! Ah! Ah! Four times now
Shake that ass like
Saving humanity
Ladies and gentlemen
The likes of which you have never seen before in all of your lives
You've heard of them before
The iconic
feeling something ain't right
The glory of your being
Is perspective speaking
We need it
I know you get the bag
Raise our lads
And still look just as bad
to the wood!
STEPMOTHER
Ladies.
Our carriage waits.
CINDERELLA
Now may I go to the Festival?
STEPMPTHER
The Festival-!
Darling, those nails!
Darling, those
I believe our friendship is magical
we'll be friends forever unconditionally
side by side, night after night.
You trusted me to keep all your secrets
accumulating
And by doing this we'll go real far
Because 2 Live is what we are
We're highly publicized and advertised
Our music's in your ear, our face in your
ladies and gentlemen
This is the end of our concert we
Like to thank you ver wanna
Thank you very much for coming hope
You had a good time
Bruce Fowler
the chest with
An eagle claw fist and back you
Get it two by four and she'll lack you
(Tip, you hardly find a nigga
Now that out raps you)
(Or gets at you,
Jackie J. in the house!
Act like a lady
Think like a boss
Don't be fooled by my
Watermelon lipgloss
Act like a lady,
Think like a boss.
Come and get
in a bar room, Lord
Turnin' them songs into two-by-fours
Dreamin' 'bout the day that I'm sittin' by the fire
Huddled with my honey in her Country
forgettin' the dogs in our town
That be keepin' it real
And all the dogs that we've known
They bark is worse than their bite
This for the dogs to get (high)
Various calls were made up for awarin' us
The D's in the marked vans and cabs
In our land
Hoodrats get stapped by niggas who forty
Turnin' out young lady's
Now I know our love will last.
Lady, I will do all I can.
Lady, I will be all I am.
I'll give you all you've had before.
So, come on in and close
were discovered, our love would be history
By keeping it on the down low baby,
Our love remains a mystery
You know that I love you, of this there is no
to ja, ale liczę już w złotówkach
Nie w euro to od wczoraj, bo nie jeżdżę na ten Stuttgart
Długopisem po A4, kierunek na zachód
Autostrady, drogi,
and four fours let them bup bup bup when i let that spray
Feeling like mbappe the way that i shoot them shots for pay
Why they wanna test my gang if ill pull
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