Lyrics:
see the time pass me by
The life I sold, bought for bottles to fill my shame
Red Door, I'm seeing red door and a red sky
Aye, aye
I'm seeing red door,
a red flag
That's a red flag, baby yeah
No yellow tape I ain't coming with a warning
Grew up by then gators in the bayou no Jordan's
Throw it in the pot
Yellow
Red
We the people
Brown
Black
White
Yellow
Red
We the people
Brown
Black
White
Yellow
Red
We the people
Brown
Black
White
Yellow
Red
As I collapse again
I am carried by the warm red
Flowing beneath me
Though my eyes close
They're eternally open
Free to ponder the eons
For bringing
As we're cheerin' up by the fire
With champagne toast and lots of laughter
Let our worries slip away
And let the Christmas spirit take the reins
Ooh ooh
Red
The Red Sky
You're cruising through my mind
The Red Sky, The Red Sky
Every wasted mind
All who lost their ways in time
Fading slowly and passing by
Every
my hands to her butt
So tonight I lust
It's on
Steady waist
Uncle Wray and a shot of tequila
( y la Mano arriba)
Gimme more red wine
Gimme more
Red eyed snake
Simply trying to creep away from this place
Red eyed snake
I'm not gonna stick around all day
Red eyed snake
Now they've started
Recaptures what belonged her
Spreading its recent seeds
By night earth's wrapped in smother
After sunrise the earth ignites
Beforehand ends the nights
Blood
Sand, the ocean breezes blow. Red in the sun, red so long ago
Torn by the waves, blown by the wind
Gone like the tide, until we meet again, again,
(By)
(Walk on by)
(Walk on by)
(Walk on by)
(Walk on by)
Yeah, bitch, I said what I said
I'd rather be famous instead
I let all that get
(By)
(Walk on by)
(Walk on by)
(Walk on by)
(Walk on by)
Yeah, bitch, I said what I said
I'd rather be famous instead
I let all that get
(By)
(Walk on by)
(Walk on by)
(Walk on by)
(Walk on by)
Yeah, bitch, I said what I said
I'd rather be famous instead
I let all that get
hair's turning white,
My neck's always been red,
My collar's still blue,
We've always been here
Just trying to sing the truth to you.
Yes you could
hair's turning white,
My neck's always been red,
My collar's still blue,
We've always been here
Just trying to sing the truth to you.
Yes you could
Pass it off wit the ice
Don't believe all the hype (2017 shit)
Better run the red light
Nigga get hit by Lil' Freaky
We get them sticks from Lil'
hiding somewhere I can't see
And I'm alone, and I realize that when I get home
I wanna talk to my red and my cherry
Yes, I'm alone, and I realize when I
keep playing in my head in my head yeah
I can't see you 'cause I'm seeing red
Might say something I regret
Our love's hanging by a thread by a thread
Designed and directed by his
Red right hand
Red right hand
Red right hand
Red right hand
Your nightmares are real
You'll see him in your nightmares
by the third degree
In the summertime
I'm trying to hit it from behind
Put it in rewind, show you how I ride
All red Coupes, all red inside
I whip out
to the window, and who should be waiting there
But the landlord's black-eyed daughter,
Bess, the landlord's daughter,
Plaiting a dark red love-knot into her
commando gear -- black robes and a red sash
around his head -- is standing by a plan on the wall. He is addressing an
audience of about eight MASKED
you're by my side
Things never feel mundane
Even when it rains
I know you'll keep my bouquet safe
My red, my red, my red bouquet
Darling, I hope you keep
Riding Hood.
She always wore a red riding hood.
It was made by her grandma.
Hello, Little Red Riding Hood!
Hi!
Where are you going,
Little Red Riding
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