Lyrics:
Johnny's got a light in his eyes and Shirley's got a light on her lips
Jakes got a monkeyshine on his head and Debra Ann's got a tiger in her hips
we've rearranged your world
We're gonna change your world
Shirley Wood was dragged still sitting
By a policeman from the road
Margaret Beatty had
Each character is represented by a different instrument of the synthesized
orchestra.
For instance, the part of Billy the Bird is played
by a flute,
of time left to die
Plenty of time left to die
But sometimes you let things slip by
Its ok there`s still time to fly
Now Shirley`s a head full
to reup
She use to roll with 50 gees in a black ram truck
Lil mama was balled out last year they tried to get her
You could tell by her swagger
She
her sister and I fucked her cousin, yeah you know I'm proud of that shit
It go click click, boc boc, I be running running from the cop cop
She be
know right
Baby said she wanna stay with me
Can't believe all these were lie
I've been fooled off lately
Maame tu mefo manfa
Maame w3n wo boc ni
If I
Johnny's got a light on his eyes and
Shirley's got a light on her lips
Jake's got a monkeyshine on his head and
Debra Ann's got a tiger in her
I belong to you
But you were wrong so now what ya gon' do
Bad by myself
I can do bad, bad by my damn self
I can do bad by myself
Yo I done it
Don't Give Up
Words by: By Shirley Carpenter, Michael G. Ronstadt, Rick Denzien, Serenity Fisher
Music By: Shirley Carpenter, Rick Denzien
Intro:
get you loaded
Your investment in the betterment of yourself
Pay foe times over
All These other rappers hopeless
and I’m down to help a broke bitch
By
I woke up on Fox, found myself starring on Cops
Got chased by squad cars and cameras for two blocks
I hate the man, yeah, I ran
To HBO and stole
(Hello?)
Is this 418-9749?
(Speaking)
Sarah?
(Yeah)
Sarah Jackman, Sarah Jackman,
How's by you? How's by you?
How's by you the family? How's
the Shirley Temples
What you gonna do
How you gonna do it
What you gonna do
How you gonna do it
Little by little, ooh
Little by little, bit by bit
me celebrating early
He gone hit me in the temple I ain’t talking Shirley
Chamillionaire bitch I’m riding dirty
Less you whipping out with 40s then I
Glasear
I'm in twenty-thirty-two (Two)
Work put me in thirty-twenty-eight
(Twenty-eight)
I see bullets flying by inside the Wraith
(Wraith) i see
I never beat up the pot uh
But I really did beat up the block uh
Before I was serving that thrax, I used to sleep at my Aunt Shirley house (On God)
You can call me Shirley
I’ll answer to hey
You can get my attention any old way
But I won’t be summoned by the sound of a snap babe/
And in case you
Anyways, this song was written by our friend Glen Shirley
Um, hope we do your song justice Glen, we're going to do our best
Inside the walls of prison my
a man
When I met Ann, I soaked her pans
We ended up freakin' by garbage can
The next young freak I met was Red
I took her to the house and she gave me
the seasons ending soon
Swooned by the new but Fiasco called it cool
Professor teaching class ain't near went to any school
Peter Pans Captain Hooks but
Steven slept in safe and soundly under Shirley's somniloquoy
Uninvited clairvoyance polluted Theo's fingerprints
Nell and Luke breathed clarity in
Shirley Trampled watches
All the little folk go by
With Lady Gaga's teeth
And Gwyneth Paltrow's eyes
Shuffling along in their own little sitcoms
Johnny's got a light in his eyes
And Shirley's got a light on her lips
Jakes got a monkey shine on his head
And Debra Ann's got a tiger in her
.jpg/225px-Shirley_Bassey_(1971).jpg "Shirley Bassey")
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