Lyrics:
Oh, it's a long, long while from May to December
But the days grow short when you reach September
When the autumn weather turns the leaves to flame
a beautiful rose
The ball is over and tulips meet
Their little kisses are so short and sweet
The lilies nod to the forget-me-nots
When they're departing
Oh, it's a long, long while from May to December
But the days grow short when you reach September
When the autumn weather turns the leaves to flame
chest and laid at your feet,
That first step that you took was the worst.
Since then you've walked a thousand miles in solace and short remark,
Oh, it's a long, long while from May to December
But the days grow short when you reach September
When the autumn weather turns the leaves to flame
And eatin pickles, with tootsie pops
And it don't stop, I'm glad 'cause when J.J. Fad hit
Supersonic it was kinda like a sport to wear biker shorts
Or,
I remember the last time our lips met in between us. It was so dark that I couldn't see your eyes. So short we left out our goodbyes and it's so easy
to wake up in a good mood most everyday
Now it shifts from grey to grey
I'm an arm short, but that's ok
My head seems to be the problem
You can't bring
to be gone
And a short time to be there
A little sister of the holding company
Her future cut short, accidental O.D.
Rock`n'roll massacre
Rock`n'roll massacre
Jumping jack flash
of pimps walking the hallways with pride
Drunk or sober, life was nothing short of rollercoaster rides
Trip to the clubs, now the skull to the rhythm
All
on karaokes, Too Short – “Something 2 Ride 2”
A boss DR660, a borrowed mic fool
Tascam for tracin', ‘I'm Unfadeable'
If you relate with this rappin then you
A moment whispered
A fleeting thought
A lifetime lived in one short breath
I sit alone in a quiet place
Remembering a smile
A smile that in one
a beautiful rose
The ball is over and tulips meet
Their little kisses are so short and sweet
The lilies nod to the forget-me-nots
When they're departing
you
Feel free to sing along
Well I hear she sings a pretty song, I do
Roosevelt I might be wrong
And every time he thinks of her
Nothing short
time gets lizost (lost)
You must want to wizalk (walk)
The talk you tizalk (talk)
You should have repented when Fly said time was shizort (short
your cards right
a hard nights work when bills are due
and dues will get paid just the same
in due time, we refrain
from cuttin them shorts
16 pieces
thrash 'til ya knees hurt
Water plants in the short sleeve shirt 'cause you need work
And if she's off at eleven
Be outside with ya lights out
millions in this world
Who're all waiting for opportunities
that'll never come
Life's allready short,
so you gotta give it your best try
You only live
where we get
Getting pulled over - oh, how we're used to that
One room at a motel for the six of us
The rest too short cos our next show's away some
which he doeth seek
He gets so close but still too far
Always fall short of his goal
Determination drives him on and on
From a magic blade he gets his
the threat
Of lasting doubt, of slow regret
Don't think that I
Am only clinging to the past
My life's too short
The world's too vast
Will you meet me
words with wings I send out into the sky, they fall short again, test the noose, how can you look in the sky and tell me that you're the center of it all,
my happiness is cut short
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