Talk About The Good Times - Lyrics - Elvis Presley

Title: Talk About The Good Times
Artist: Elvis Presley
Composer(s): Jerry Reed

Lyric:
Well, I remember when I was just children
The time the people used to treat the neighbor like a fellow man
And all their singing and big prayer meetings
When a man was proud to walk up and shake his neighbors hand

Oh, you talk about the good times, talk about the good times
Oh, if you ever needed help a friend was there
Some good neighbor help you lift your burden
Mmm, and the simple joys of life a friend would share

Times are harder and the people are changing
Now most folks couldn't tell you who their neighbors are
All their guns are loaded, the front doors are bolted
Ain't this ol' world taking hate and fear just a little too far

Oh, you talk about the good times, talk about the good times
I wish I could go back to the days I'm speaking of
When a friend would meet you and a smile would greet you
What this ol' world needs now is a little old fashioned love

My granddaddy, God rest his soul now
Well, we had a big long talk together the day he died
Said, ?Son, this world is full of hate and venom
And I can't wait to leave this ol' place and rest on the other side?

Oh, you talk about the good times, talk about the good times
Well, I'm gonna see all the friends I knew in the good ol' days
We'll have a big hand shaking and sit and talk together
Sit down by the river Jordan and sing our blues away

Oh, you talk about the good times, talk about the good times
Well, I'm gonna see all the friends I knew in the good ol' days
Have a big hand shaking and sit and talk together
Sit down by the river Jordan and sing our blues away

Oh, you talk about the good times, talk about the good times
Well, I'm gonna see all the friends I knew in the good ol' days
We'll have a big hand shaking and sit and talk together
Sit down by the river Jordan and sing our blues away

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Good Ol' Nights - Lyrics - Waylon Jennings

Title: Good Ol' Nights
Artist: Waylon Jennings
Composer(s): Max D Barnes, Waylon Jennings, Troy Seals

Lyric:
People sit around and they talk and talk
How their dreams all ended too soon
Guess, they never hung out under the stars
Howling at the moon

I guess, we're as different as nine and eight
I see it in a different light
I don't think much about the good ol' days
Just about the good ol' nights

Talk about the good times
Talk about the times when the times were right
You can keep the good ol' days
I'll take the good ol' nights

They wanna go back to when a Cadillac
Didn't look like a Chevrolet
It meant a lot to them but not a thing to me
I never owned one anyway

But a good looking woman and an old guitar
With both of them tuned just right
Well, I don't think much about the good ol' days
Just about the good ol' nights

Talk about the good times
Talk about the times when the times were right
You can keep the good ol' days
I'll take the good ol' nights

You can keep the good ol' days
I'll take the good ol' nights

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Good Times - Lyrics - Merle Haggard

Title: Good Times
Artist: Merle Haggard
Composer(s): Merle Haggard

Lyric:
Now, I won't think about tomorrow
When the happy times are gone away
And good times can't last forever
But the good times are here today

And I won't talk about believin'
If you won't beg me to stay
I wanna live just for the moment
And everything is going my way

And I won't think about tomorrow
When the happy times are gone away
The good times can't last forever
But the good times are here today

I'm not gonna save any money
I'm gonna spend every dime I can
And I'll buy you everything with money can buy
While the good times are here at hand

And I won't think about tomorrow
When the happy times are gone away
Well, the good times can't last forever
But the good times are here today

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All Night Long - Lyrics - U Turn - Brian Mcknight

Title: All Night Long
Album: U Turn
Artist: Brian Mcknight
Composer(s): Harvey Mason, Damon E Thomas, Brian Kelly Mcknight, Cornell Haynes, Anthony Kelii Nance

Lyric:
Shit just ain't the same when you slide through it
I get distracted every time you in my view
Plus I hear you kinda single right now, boo
And I got a perfect spot for a tattoo
I get ya name more than once if I have to
Me and you are better classic than Bayou
'Cause I got a few places you can fly to
Bring ya partners 'cause you know I'm bringin' my crew

Girl, don't you walk on by
We're not leavin' one more time
'Cause shorty's got her back to me
Show me what you got for me
Watch you move from side to side
Lick your lips, then close your eyes
Like something from a fantasy
Good for you and good for me, girl

So we can talk about the things you want
Or we can talk about the things you like
Girl, I don't just talk to hear my lines
You've heard it all a thousand times, girl

And we can talk about takin' it slow
And we can talk about takin' our time
Girl, how can I get you in my ride?
Who's gonna drive you home tonight, girl?

Baby, let me love you
All night long, all night long
Baby, let me please you
All night long, all night long

We can take a ride in my ride
We can get it on outside
Hit it off like, 1 2 3
The moon and stars is all we need
Then we can take it back to my crib
We don't have to say that we did
No one knows that we just met
What you see is what you get

So we can talk about the things you want
Or we can talk about the things you like
Girl, I just don't talk to hear my lines
You've heard it all a thousand times, girl

And we can talk about takin' it slow
And we can talk about takin' our time
Girl, how can I get you in my ride?
Who's gonna drive you home tonight?

Baby, let me love you
All night long, all night long
Baby, let me please you
All night long, all night long

Oh baby, whenever you say
We can be out, I'm not in a hurry, ma
But we can go now
There's so many ways
We can get down
I'm gonna give all the lovin' to ya
Oh girl

I wanna be your stability physically, finance, and mentally
If willing I'll be fulfilling anything you reveal to me
Like ya fantasies, ya dreams, peaches and cream
Baby, you pick, I lick, that's the thing
Time don't mean a damn thing in this case
So unplug the clocks and close the drapes
I got it all planned out, me and you goin'
Until we both scream ow, we both pass out

So we can talk about the things you want
Or we can talk about the things you like
Girl, I just don't talk to hear my lines
You've heard it all a thousand times, girl

And we can talk about takin' it slow
And we can talk about takin' our time
Girl, how can I get you in my ride?
Who's gonna drive you home tonight?

Baby, let me love you
All night long, all night long
Baby, let me please you
All night long, all night long

Baby, let me love you
All night long, all night long
Baby, let me please you
All night long, all night long

Baby, let me love you
All night long, all night long

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All I Know - Lyrics - Doggy Bag - Lil' Bow Wow

Title: All I Know
Album: Doggy Bag
Artist: Lil' Bow Wow
Composer(s): Dennis Lambert, Tyrone Thomas, Larry Curtis Johnson, Jermaine Dupri, Michael Edwin Johnson, August Moon, Brian Potter, Bryan Michael Cox

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Lyric:
So, so def, uh, uh

All I know
(Uh, uh, uh, uh)
When I'm with you
(My lil' homie, my roll dog)
You make me feel so good

You know you do
(You know it's the)
Way you walk
(Uh, uh, uh, uh)

And the way you talk
(The way you talk to me, girl)
You know you look so good
Make me forget about all I know

I been looking for you girl for a minute now
The way you look and how you puts it down
See this dog just don't fall easy
You gotta be off the heezy for sheezy

And make young weezy wanna get with it
(Ha, ha)
And lock down all your digits
Talk to you for hours at a time
About whatever comes across your mind

When we out, girls run up, you don't even trip
You get a kick out of watching them flip
I wanna live for you slim, I never been like this
But it's cool 'cause I like this

Got you a 2-way so you don't miss a beat
For the times that I'm working and I cannot speak
All the the homies tease me say you got me sprung
But they just mad 'cause they ain't got one, I'm saying

All I know
(Uh, uh, uh, uh)
When I'm with you
(My lil' homie, my roll dog)
You make me feel so good

You know you do
(You know it's the)
Way you walk
(Uh, uh, uh, uh)

And the way you talk
(The way you talk to me, girl)
You know you look so good
Make me forget about all I know

My lil homie, my roll dog, we really kill em'
When we step through the mall looking just alike
Both got cornrows, two bags each
Both so fresh from our head to our feet

Only disagree when we talk ball play
I say I.V you say M.J.
You say you with me, that's where you mistaken
I ain't Omar Epps and you ain't Sanna Lattan

I do you, let's find another subject
A girl that really understands, you gotta love that
A young Sergio Valente, Louie Vatine
Shell top rocking and likes to have fun

Fresher than the next chick
No need for you to ever sweat the next chick
Indeed, I make the next the chick, see the exit with speed
'Cause your the only thing that I need, I'm saying

All I know
(Uh, uh, uh, uh)
When I'm with you
(My lil' homie, my roll dog)
You make me feel so good

You know you do
(You know it's the)
Way you walk
(Uh, uh, uh, uh)

And the way you talk
(The way you talk to me, girl)
You know you look so good
Make me forget about all I know

Shorty, do you really, really love me?
Shorty, do you really, really care?
Shorty, do you really, really need me?
'Cause if you do I'm a be right here

Shorty, do you really, really love me?
Shorty, do you really, really care?
Shorty, do you really, really need me?
'Cause if so, I'm a be right here

All I know
(Uh, uh, uh, uh)
When I'm with you
(My lil' homie, my roll dog)
You make me feel so good

You know you do
(You know it's the)
Way you walk
(Uh, uh, uh, uh)

And the way you talk
(The way you talk to me, girl)
You know you look so good
Make me forget about all I know

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Pearly Gates - Lyrics - Blood Money - Mobb Deep

Title: Pearly Gates
Album: Blood Money
Artist: Mobb Deep
Composer(s): Robert Matthew Bowles, A Manfredi, Kejuan W Muchita, Curtis James Jackson, Albert Johnson

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Lyric:
Yeah

Homey, if I go to Hell and you make it to Heaven
Just get me to the gate, and I'll talk my way in
Got a gift, I'm special with the flow I'm good
Shit, I done talk my way out of the hood

Now if you followed my footsteps and walked through my shoes
You wouldn't go against me cause you know you would lose
It's been along time comin' I done paid my dues
Now every time I turn around it's like I'm back in the news

I know alot of niggaz want me wearin' cement shoes
And Uncle Tom niggaz wanna see me locked up to
Around the same time KRS was writin' Black Cop
I was busy tryin' to pump cracks in the black blocks

Poppin' shit to my homeys about how my gat pop
Got rid of that chrome thing and got back a black glock
P ninety hold ten but I had six shots
I used to walk around with it and risk gettin' knocked

I bought a fresh box of bullets from Old Man Sam
Wanted to shoot a nigga so bad it was itchin' my hand
Some shot it out with me, and some of them ran
And some of them dashed were good and some of them jammed

Homey, if I go to Hell and you make it to Heaven
Just get me to the gate, and I'll talk my way in
Got a gift, I'm special with the flow I'm good
Shit, I done talk my way out of the hood

Homey, if I go to Hell and you make it to Heaven
Just get me to the gate, and I'll talk my way in
Got a gift, I'm special with the flow I'm good
Shit, I done talk my way out of the hood

Now if you take a good look and look into my face
And if they wouldn't even dare to violate my space
Som' I did so much dirt, I'm tryin' to clean my slate
And ate so many niggaz food and now they want mines ate

The dogs bark when I walk and since the souls I took
Moms pray for me with her right hand on the good book
Saw shots fly by me, no, I shouldn't been trippin'
The Pulp Fiction must have been God's divine intervention

Wouldn't thought then from that, I learned my lesson
And clean my act up and go straight to perfection
Uncle La got knocked the feds hit it with seven
And left me with the fifty cal and a mac eleven

Start everything from everything from heads to the worries
And had half the hood damn near wanted to mirk us
Found myself askin' God what the fuck is my purpose
You go to heaven, know I'm foul but put a good word in

Homey, if I go to Hell and you make it to Heaven
Just get me to the gate, and I'll talk my way in
Got a gift, I'm special with the flow I'm good
Shit, I done talk my way out of the hood

Homey, if I go to Hell and you make it to Heaven
Just get me to the gate, and I'll talk my way in
Got a gift, I'm special with the flow I'm good
Shit, I done talk my way out of the hood

Now homey if I go to Hell and you make it to the pearly gates
Tell the boss man we got beef
And tell his only son, I'm a see him when I see him
And when I see him, I'm a beat him like a movie

For leavin' us out to dry on straight poverty
For not showin' me no signs they watchin' over me
Yo! We a new breed in two thousand six
We don't give a fuck about that religious bullshit

Nigga show me where the cash at
The nice whips with the three car garage to fit them shits
Man my life is painful, pray to angels
I'm prayin' to myself hopin', I ain't got to spank you

My bullets shank you, and when my guns start cuttin'
Ain't nobody gon' save you
In the bible times, they ain't had to deal with the shit
We dealin' within, these survival times

Homey, if I go to Hell and you make it to Heaven
Just get me to the gate, and I'll talk my way in
Got a gift, I'm special with the flow I'm good
Shit, I done talk my way out of the hood

Homey, if I go to Hell and you make it to Heaven
Just get me to the gate, and I'll talk my way in
Got a gift, I'm special with the flow I'm good
Shit, I done talk my way out of the hood

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Do It Again - Lyrics - S.D.E. - Cam'Ron

Title: Do It Again
Album: S.D.E.
Artist: Cam'Ron
Composer(s): Darrell Branch, Jimmy Jones, Beyonce Knowles, Cameron Giles

Lyric:
Man I fucked a lotta bitches man
Made a lotta money, made a lotta enemies
Would I do this shit all over again, I dunno
That's a good question, would you do your life over again?
I know I fuck fat ass Tasha one more time if I have nothing else to do
I fuck that bitch one more time, that ass was fat

Yo, Shorty get a desk and chair now wit the guess appear
But if you knew my life you'd shed a tear where from the
Fucked up scar to the tough luck bar to my cousin fightin'
Chapters in a crushed up car I handled live beef from the
Pluriel I beef capeshe a few cats tried to muirelize me
'Cause I drive a fresh Benz and collect ends but I lost brothers
Some best friends word life, we all bredgren but we all speak
And nobody budgin' 'cause we all stubbrin' yeah, we let the hate rise

Give each other fake fives look back peripheral give each other
Snake eyes, true in all sequels you too of all people, guess they
Right money is the root of all evil a nigga front on them though
I triggered at em', I don't know Big it's just the type of nigga I am
I live my life a thug live my life wit drugs fuck everybody else
I live my life for Blood, so Lexus, Moff and I got's to keep Triste near
'Cause Blood suppose to be here

All those times we sung, all those crimes we've done
All those times was fun but would you do it again?
All those times we sung, all those crimes we've done
All those times was fun but would you do it again?

One of my worst fears, is being stuffed in a hearse
Six feet deep being crushed my the earth
Bury me wit rings so when I'm plucked from the earth
Every motherfucker see how much it was worth
Oh you stressin' my best misjudgin' of my worst
And all my life put in nothin' but work
Y'all talk about how I was such a big flirt

And I never slowed down 'cause I was fuckin' with skirts
I mean since the early days I was cuttin' from church
Y'all talk about things I've done to my life
You talk about things that I've done to my wife
I know where I'm going so I can come in a crisis
I do this for my niggas, who never get no cheddar
For my niggas up state, that'll never get a letter

For my vitally sick, that would never get no better
For my niggas in the cold, that would never get a sweater
For the life I lead and things I done
A nigga went to school I had to bring my gun
A nigga had to hustle I had to slung them drums
As the man of the house I had to bring income

All those times we sung, all those crimes we've done
All those times was fun but would you do it again?
All those times we sung, all those crimes we've done
All those times was fun but would you do it again?

Yo, this life I should rock again?
Stand on this motherfuckin' block again?
Almost get shot again see alotta men get shot up bad
Back up hobbilin', sista out gossipin' so I don't rhyme
For executives, it's imparitive do it for my jail berg consecutive
Get my messages, hell no or my block nigga never live

One room 7 kid, screamin' mother overhead two plates
One fork sour milk and a loaf of bread but I shook it off
Smiled of course kid, my girl wild out on some child support
Shit I'm out exhausted obsolete y'all but girls will flip like
Dominique Daws I'm not here to teach y'all
Just here to reach y'all if I do my life over, I repeat all

All those times we sung, all those crimes we've done
All those times was fun but would you do it again?
All those times we sung, all those crimes we've done
All those times was fun but would you do it again?

All those times we sung, all those crimes we've done
All those times was fun but would you do it again?
All those times we sung, all those crimes we've done
All those times was fun but would you do it again?

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As The World Turns - Lyrics - NIA - Blackalicious

Title: As The World Turns
Album: NIA
Artist: Blackalicious
Composer(s): Erinn Anova Kerr, Xavier Lorenzo Mosley, Tim Parker

Lyric:
"Now, I thought I would talk about today
For your consideration, as the world turns
As the world turns, read in all these scriptures
About the world, find out that the world does turn"

As the world keeps spinning, we live these days
Dollar bill done drove the whole world crazy
While sittin' on the porch letting ganja blaze
Never hesitate a moment to enhance my phrase

Since I needed that escape I take my pull
Seen the thugs on the corner trying to act all cool
Pretty much out of character
I look right through, their transparent exterior

You in my book gettin' written and I'm the derriere
Thought you was peepin' me but I was aware of ya
You peep my ill expressions, how I just glare about
Trying to trace my inner world and my whereabouts

Well, try on, try on
I'm watchin' everythin' that's going down
And it ain't nothin' that I ain't been around
The same ghetto but a different town

Well, I remember growin' up in the PAC
It was a whole lot of love in my family
I had clothes on my back and shoes on my feet
Times we didn't have a lot but that was fine with me

In good times and even bad times
Whether rainy, grey sky or the sunshine
Life was so much simpler, I didn't realise it then
But time has definitely made me a wiser man

The world keeps turnin' round
And time just keeps on movin'
The world keeps turnin' round
And time just keeps on movin'

Sunday mornin' in the church just singin' a song
Mama gave much praise 'cos her soul was strong
When I was young I used to do lots of thangs was wrong
I never thought about till one day she was gone

Now, my daddy passed on about a year before
Reminiscin' as I glance at the fishin' pole
But these things gotta happen so we all can grow
And now they spirits much freer than they was befo'

So fly on, fly on, fly on, fly on, fly on, fly on, fly on
Fly on, fly on, fly on, fly on
'Cos there's angels in the midst
And they're guidin' and watchin' me every day
And even though at times I let it get to me
Just a little and I go astray

We keep marchin' on and on
Young militants will watch and now we're growin'
With kids of their own, as it all unfolds
As the world keeps turnin' on, the world keeps turnin' on

The world keeps turnin' round
And time just keeps on movin'
The world keeps turnin' round
And time just keeps on movin'

The world keeps turnin' round
And time just keeps on movin'
The world keeps turnin' round
And time just keeps on movin'

The world keeps turnin' round
And time just keeps on movin'
The world keeps turnin' round
And time just keeps on movin'

The world keeps turnin' round
And time just keeps on movin'
The world keeps turnin' round
And time just keeps on movin'

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So I Thought - Lyrics - Flyleaf - Flyleaf

Title: So I Thought
Album: Flyleaf
Artist: Flyleaf
Composer(s): James Culpepper, Lacey Nicole Mosley, Kirkpatrick Seals, Howard Benson, Jared Hartmann, Sameer Bhattachryan, William Hoffman

Lyric:
All your twisted thoughts free flow
To everlasting memories, show soul
Kiss the stars with me and dread the wait for
Stupid calls returning to us to life

We say to those who are in love
It can't be true 'cause we're too young
I know that's true because so long I was
So in love with you, so I thought

A year goes by
And I can't talk about it

On my knees, dim lighted room
Thoughts free flow try to consume myself in this
I'm not faithless
Just paranoid of getting lost or that I might lose

Ignorance is bliss cherish it
Pretty neighborhoods you learn to much to hold
Believe it not and fight the tears
With pretty smiles and lies about the times

A year goes by
And I can't talk about it
The times weren't right
And I couldn't talk about it

Choris romance says good night
Close your eyes and I'll close mine
Remember you, remember me
Hurt the first, the last between

Choris romance says good night
Close your eyes and I'll close mine
Remember you, remember me
Hurt the first, the last, between

And I'm praying that we will see
Something there in between
Then and there that exceeds all we can dream
So we can talk about it

Choris romance says goodnight
Close your eyes and I'll close mine
Remember you, remember me
Hurt the first, the last between

Choris romance says good night
Close your eyes and I'll close mine
Remember you, remember me
Hurt the first, the last healing

And I'm praying that we will see
Something there in between
Then and there that exceeds all we can dream

And all these twisted thoughts I see
Jesus, there in between
And all these twisted thoughts I see
Jesus, there in between

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Breathe (Remix) - Lyrics - Blu Cantrell

Title: Breathe (Remix)
Artist: Blu Cantrell
Composer(s): Sean Paul Henriques, Charles Aznavour, Richard Bembery, Andrea Martin, Marshall Mathers, Ivan Matias, Melvin Bradford, Stefan Harris, Alvin Joyer

Lyric:
Sean Paul and Blu Cantrell
Remix that gonna make ya head swell yo
Yo hey yo boem yo hey yo
Dutty, yeah

(Breathe)
So what's that supposed to be about baby?
Gal free up ya mind and stop actin' crazy
Reminisce about all the good times daily
Why you try to pose like I be actin' shady?

(Breathe)
What's that supposed to be about baby?
Gal free up ya mind and stop actin' crazy
Sean Paul'll give ya the good lovin' daily
Now you try pose like I be actin' shady
(Talk to me now Blu)

You say you love me, say you love me
But you're never there for me, yeah
You'll be cryin' slowly dyin'
When I decide to leave, oh, oh

All we do is make up
(Make up)
Then break up
(Break up)
Why don't we wake up
And see?
When love hurts
(Love hurts)
It won't work
(Won't work)
Maybe we need some time alone
We need to let it breathe

So what's that supposed to be about baby?
(Breathe)
Gal free up ya mind and stop actin' crazy
(Breathe)
Reminisce about all the good times daily
(Breathe)
Why you try to pose like I be actin' shady?

You're only lonely when your homey
Ain't got a ride or no loot, yeah
(Yeah)
Then comes the drama
Some other girl is claimin' she's goin' out with you

All we do is make up
(Make up)
Then break up
(Break up)
Why don't we wake up
And see?
When love hurts
(Love hurts)
It won't work
(Won't work)
Maybe we need some time alone
We need to let it breathe

So what's that supposed to be about baby?
(Breathe)
Gal free up ya mind and stop actin' crazy
(Breathe)
Shady shady shady
(Breathe)
(Breathe)
(Breathe)

Dutty, yeah
My girl for the fourth time
(Come on girl)
Better make it very clear to you
You're very dear to me
An honor of me share to you
Me not unfair to you
Woman I want
For real to make you know that
I will always join in to you

But me know me not a fear to you
Me stand up like a man and I'll be there 'cuz I care for you
(Yeah okay)
Long time me tellin' you
No other girl can compare to you
Oh my dear if you leave me know
I'm going to shed a lots of tear for you

You want to breathe and still you're not exhalin'
(Here we go)
Say you want to leave 'cuz this relationship failin'
(Come on girl)
Ain't nobody say that it would be smooth sailin'
Girl I want to know why your bailin', ship yo

So what's that supposed to be about baby?
(Breathe)
Gal free up ya mind and stop actin' crazy
(Breathe)
Reminisce about all the good times daily
(Let me freak out)
Why you try pose like I be actin' shady?
(Let me freak)
(Shady shady shady baby baby)

Maybe we need some time alone
So we can just breathe
(Breathe)
Let it breathe
(Breathe)
(Breathe)
Breathe
(Breathe)
(Breathe)
Let it breathe
(Breathe)
Breathe
(Breathe)
(Breathe)
Yeah yeah let it breathe, yeah
(Shady shady shady baby shady)

Time to breathe y'all
(Breathe)
(Breathe)
Time to breathe y'all
(Breathe)

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Breathe - Lyrics - Bittersweet - Blu Cantrell

Title: Breathe
Album: Bittersweet
Artist: Blu Cantrell
Composer(s): Sean Paul Henriques, Charles Aznavour, Richard Bembery, Andrea Martin, Marshall Mathers, Ivan Matias, Melvin Bradford, Stefan Harris, Alvin Joyer

Lyric:
Sean Paul and Blu Cantrell
Remix that gonna make ya head swell yo
Yo hey yo boem yo hey yo
Dutty, yeah

(Breathe)
So what's that supposed to be about baby?
Gal free up ya mind and stop actin' crazy
Reminisce about all the good times daily
Why you try to pose like I be actin' shady?

(Breathe)
What's that supposed to be about baby?
Gal free up ya mind and stop actin' crazy
Sean Paul'll give ya the good lovin' daily
Now you try pose like I be actin' shady
(Talk to me now Blu)

You say you love me, say you love me
But you're never there for me, yeah
You'll be cryin' slowly dyin'
When I decide to leave, oh, oh

All we do is make up
(Make up)
Then break up
(Break up)
Why don't we wake up
And see?
When love hurts
(Love hurts)
It won't work
(Won't work)
Maybe we need some time alone
We need to let it breathe

So what's that supposed to be about baby?
(Breathe)
Gal free up ya mind and stop actin' crazy
(Breathe)
Reminisce about all the good times daily
(Breathe)
Why you try to pose like I be actin' shady?

You're only lonely when your homey
Ain't got a ride or no loot, yeah
(Yeah)
Then comes the drama
Some other girl is claimin' she's goin' out with you

All we do is make up
(Make up)
Then break up
(Break up)
Why don't we wake up
And see?
When love hurts
(Love hurts)
It won't work
(Won't work)
Maybe we need some time alone
We need to let it breathe

So what's that supposed to be about baby?
(Breathe)
Gal free up ya mind and stop actin' crazy
(Breathe)
Shady shady shady
(Breathe)
(Breathe)
(Breathe)

Dutty, yeah
My girl for the fourth time
(Come on girl)
Better make it very clear to you
You're very dear to me
An honor of me share to you
Me not unfair to you
Woman I want
For real to make you know that
I will always join in to you

But me know me not a fear to you
Me stand up like a man and I'll be there 'cuz I care for you
(Yeah okay)
Long time me tellin' you
No other girl can compare to you
Oh my dear if you leave me know
I'm going to shed a lots of tear for you

You want to breathe and still you're not exhalin'
(Here we go)
Say you want to leave 'cuz this relationship failin'
(Come on girl)
Ain't nobody say that it would be smooth sailin'
Girl I want to know why your bailin', ship yo

So what's that supposed to be about baby?
(Breathe)
Gal free up ya mind and stop actin' crazy
(Breathe)
Reminisce about all the good times daily
(Let me freak out)
Why you try pose like I be actin' shady?
(Let me freak)
(Shady shady shady baby baby)

Maybe we need some time alone
So we can just breathe
(Breathe)
Let it breathe
(Breathe)
(Breathe)
Breathe
(Breathe)
(Breathe)
Let it breathe
(Breathe)
Breathe
(Breathe)
(Breathe)
Yeah yeah let it breathe, yeah
(Shady shady shady baby shady)

Time to breathe y'all
(Breathe)
(Breathe)
Time to breathe y'all
(Breathe)

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Everything I Knew - Lyrics - Busted - Busted

Title: Everything I Knew
Album: Busted
Artist: Busted
Composer(s): Matthew James Sargeant, John Ignatius Mclaughlin, James Elliot Bourne, Stephen Paul Robson

Lyric:
Everything I knew just went out the window
Know I can depend on you forever
And I never thought I'd see my life walk away from me
I thought we'd always be together

Notice you didn't have to pay for every word I say
And I wish I could change your decision
And you know that I try, and tell you what it's like
But you just wouldn't listen

Let's go back, let's rewind to the days that remind me
Of all the good times that we spent together
And I don't know why we just let it all slide
When we both knew inside we were right for each other

I don't know what to do
'Cause you're everything that I knew

Everything's the same, it's like tomorrow never came
We used to talk about whatever and the seasons
Never change, we never used to act our age
Every time we were together

Notice you didn't have to pay for every word I say
And I wish I could change your decision
And you know that I try, and tell you what it's like
But you just wouldn't listen

Let's go back, let's rewind to the days that remind me
Of all the good times that we spent together
And I don't know why we just let it all slide
When we both knew inside we were right for each other

I don't know what to do
'Cause you're everything that I knew

How can you just walk out of my life
Without even giving a reason?
And how can you look so good
The day I watched you leaving?

Let's go back, let's rewind to the days that remind me
Of all the good times that we spent together
And I don't know why we just let it all slide
When we both knew inside we were right for each other

Let's go back, let's rewind to the days that remind me
Of all the good times that we spent together
And I don't know why we just let it all slide
When we both knew inside we were right for each other

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Can’t Forget About You - Lyrics - Hip Hop Is Dead - Nas

Title: Can’t Forget About You
Album: Hip Hop Is Dead
Artist: Nas
Composer(s): Chrisette Michele Payne, Irving Gordon, William Adams, Nasir Jones

Lyric:
There comes a day in your life when you wanna kick back
Straw hat on the porch when you're old perhaps
Wanna gather your thoughts, have a cold one brag
To your grandkids about how life is golden

So I will light a cigar in the corridor of the crib
Pictures on the wall of all the things that I did
All the money and fame, 8 by 10's
Of the whole Rat Pack inside of a big frame

Collidin' with big names that could've made your career stop
All that, and your man is still here and I'm still hot
Wow, I need a moment y'all
See I almost felt a tear drop

When was the last time you heard a real anthem?
Nas, the millionaire, the mansion
When was the last time you heard your boy Nas rhyme
Never on schedule, but always on time

These streets hold my deepest days
This hood taught me golden ways
Made me, truly this is what made me
Break me, not a thing's gonna break me

These streets hold my deepest days
This hood taught me golden ways
Made me, truly this is what made me
Break me, not a thing's gonna break me

Ohh, I'm that history, I'm that block
I'm that lifestyle, I'm that spot
I'm that kid by the number spot
That's my past that made me hot

Here's my life long anthem
Can't forget about you
Can't forget about
Can't forget about you

Can't forget about the old school, Bam, Cas, Melle Mel, Flash
Rock Steady spinnin' on they back
Can't forget when the first rap Grammy went to Jazzy, Fresh Prince
Fat Boys broke up, rap hasn't been the same since

So irregular, how it messed you up
When Mr. T became a wrestler
Can't forget about Jordan's retirement
The shot Robert Horry hit to win the game in the finals, kid

Some things are forever, some things are not
It's the things we remember that gave the world shock
They stay in a place in your mind so snug
Like who the person was with whom you first made love

When was the last time you heard a real anthem?
Nas, the millionaire, the mansion
When was the last time you heard your boy Nas rhyme
Never on schedule, but always on time

These streets hold my deepest days
This hood taught me golden ways
Made me, truly this is what made me
Break me, not a thing's gonna break me

These streets hold my deepest days
This hood taught me golden ways
Made me, truly this is what made me
Break me, not a thing's gonna break me

Ohh, I'm that history, I'm that block
I'm that lifestyle, I'm that spot
I'm that kid by the number spot
That's my past that made me hot

Here's my life long anthem
Can't forget about you
Forget about you
Forget about you

Unforgettable, unsubmittable
I go by N now, just one syllable
It's the end 'cause the game's tired, it's the same vibe
Good times had right after James died

That's why the gangsta rhymers ain't inspired
Heinous crimes help record sales more than creative lines
And I don't wanna keep bringing up the greater times
But I'm a dreamer nostalgic with the state of mind

The past, the past enough of it, aight then
But nothing gives me chills like Douglas and Tyson
Or Mike when his talk was live
Or when he first did the moon walk on Motown 25

When was the last time you heard a real anthem?
Nas, the millionaire, the mansion
When was the last time you heard your boy Nas rhyme
Never on schedule, but always on time

These streets hold my deepest days
This hood taught me golden ways
Made me, truly this is what made me
Break me, not a thing's gonna break me

These streets hold my deepest days
This hood taught me golden ways
Made me, truly this is what made me
Break me, not a thing's gonna break me

That's why, darling, it's incredible
That someone so unforgettable
Thinks that I am unforgettable too

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Let There Be Light - Lyrics - Hip Hop Is Dead - Nas

Title: Let There Be Light
Album: Hip Hop Is Dead
Artist: Nas
Composer(s): P Cho, T Williams, Nasir Jones, Kanye Omari West, Devon Harris

Lyric:
Yeah, check check, testing
It's clear out there? Yeah
It's like I'm hang gliding over the hood
Never worry, no, no, oh, no

Check, let there be light
No gang banging in New York tonight
Just murals of Biggie Smalls, bigger than life
Turn up the kid mic 'cuz ya'll ain't listening right

What's all this talk that Nas got bought?
I'd rather outline my body in white chalk
Ain't nobody been where I been, they at a stand still
This is all overseen by my man Will

As I walk through the valley, shadow of death
I know that I ain't got much time left
And they don't really wanna see the good in me
Ain't satisfied until they see the fool in me

And I, I know my business, so my sins great
And I, I thank the hood for all the love they gave
And I forgive 'em all, they did they best to hate
Oh, let there be light

This ain't the glorified, just painting the street picture
There's no God in sir Bibles, just blunt and switches
Gillette's cut pain in kitchen, now every rapper wanna claim
He hang with Kenneth "Supreme" Griffith

It's like the same difference 'cept when **** get arraigned
They don't want the same sentence, **** get to snitchin'
If I could reverse the monsters and turn forward the razas
And bring back the **** who was livest

Old hustlers, reminiscing on better days
They home, doing nothing, might as well be in a cage
Hating on young brothers, one foot in the grave
They used to love us till we found our own way thru the maze

New York, set trippin' and flaggin'
Got the West Coast laughing, now Esco's asking
What happened? My homegirl from upper Manhattan
She remembers the quarters that's Latin, a lotta rat-a-tat-tatting

As I walk through the valley, shadow of death
I know that I ain't got much time left
And they don't really wanna see the good in me
Ain't satisfied until they see the fool in me

And I, I know my business, so my sins great
And I, I thank the hood for all the love they gave
And I forgive 'em all, they did they best to hate
Oh, let there be light

The son of the audio cassette era, tech wearer
Bullets and begets, Binzbo's speaker terror
Till man I get mine till I'm dead, so I can drive sumpthin' red
Like that horse standing on it's hind legs

Since Arnold and Willis in they bunk beds, I wanted bread like Wonder
Not manned-a-wanno like the parents of Lionel
Nas is the Ghetto American Idol
No matter what you do you're never getting my title

I can't sound smart' cuz ya'll'll run away
They say I ain't hungry no more and I don't talk about 'ye
Like there's no other way for a ex-hustler
Cake ya, the X-ray splitter to touch ya, I beg to differ

When you're four years into the game, we can have a conversation
Eight years in the game, I invite you on vacation
Ten years in the game, after I've enjoyed my fame
Only then I let ya pick my brain

And I, right about now
And I, they don't really know
And I, they don't really see, I don't even deal with all that garbage
No, no, no, we getting real right, ya know?

And I, though I walk through the valley
That is Tre Williams ladies and gentlemen
And I, they should fear no
And I, no, no, focus on good things man, good times, alright

As I walk through the valley shadow of death
I know that I ain't got much time left
And they don't really wanna see the good in me
Ain't satisfied until they see the fool in me

And I, I know my business, so my sins great
And I, I thank the hood for all the love they gave
And I forgive 'em all, they did they best to hate
Oh, let there be light

As I walk through the valley shadow of death
I know that I ain't got much time left
And they don't really wanna see the good in me
Ain't satisfied until they see the fool in me

And I, I know my business, so my sins great
And I, I thank the hood for all the love they gave
And I forgive 'em all, they did they best to hate
Oh, let there be light

Oh, let it be, let it be, yeah, yeah
Let it be, let it be

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Goodbye To You - Lyrics - Patty Smyth

Title: Goodbye To You
Artist: Patty Smyth
Composer(s): Zachary Holt Smith

Lyric:
Those times, I waited for you seem so long ago
I wanted you far too much to ever let you go
You know, you never got by your fear to choose
And I guess, I never could stand to lose
It's such a pity to say

Goodbye to you
Goodbye to you
How could I have loved someone like
The one I see in you?

I remember the good times baby now, and the bad times too
These last few weeks of holding on
The days are dull, the nights are long
Guess it's better to say

Goodbye to you
Goodbye to you
Goodbye to you
Goodbye to you

'Cause baby it's over now
No need to talk about it
It's not the same
My love for you's just not the same

And my heart and my heart
And my heart can't stand the strain
And my love and my love
And my love won't stand the pain

And my heart and my heart
And my heart can't stand the strain
And my love and my love
And my love

Goodbye to you
Goodbye to you
Goodbye to you
Goodbye to you

How could I have loved someone like the one I see in you?
Yeah, I remember the good times baby now and the bad times too
These last few weeks of holding on
The days are dull, the nights are long
Guess, it's better to say

Goodbye to you
Goodbye to you
Goodbye to you
Goodbye to you

Goodbye baby
So long darling
Goodbye to you

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Wife And Kids - Lyrics - Just Who I Am: Poets & Pirates - Kenny Chesney

Title: Wife And Kids
Album: Just Who I Am: Poets & Pirates
Artist: Kenny Chesney
Composer(s): Brett James, Jim Collins

Lyric:
Everybody thinks I've got it all
Nobody really does, do they?
I've got more than I deserve
More than I ever dreamed
But there's always a price you pay

It's been an amazing road
I've been blessed, I know
But at the end of the day, I go home alone

I still hope someday I'll have a wife and kids
Smiling faces running to the door
And when I walk in saying, "Daddy's home
You were gone too long, what'd you bring me?
Swing me, let me show you what I did"

I still dream about that look on a woman's face
That says I love you through the good
The bad, the sunshine or the rain
Sometimes I wish I had someone to share my life with
Maybe I'll have a wife and kids
Maybe someday

Maybe I could have a son
Play football in the backyard
Or take my daughter fishing and when she turns 15
I'll teach her how to drive a car

When I grow old and they've all left home
I want to lay beside my wife
And talk about the old times
Remember all the good times

I still hope someday I'll have a wife and kids
Smiling faces running to the door
And when I walk in saying, "Daddy's home
You were gone too long, what'd you bring me?
Swing me, let me show you what I did"

I still dream about that look on a woman's face
That says I love you through the good
The bad, the sunshine or the rain
Sometimes I wish I had someone to share my life with
Maybe I'll have a wife and kids
Maybe someday

Sometimes I wish I had someone to share my life with
Maybe I'll have a wife and kids
Someday, I'll have a wife and kids
Maybe someday

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Back Where I Belong - Lyrics - G.O.A.T. (Greatest Of All Time) - Ll Cool J

Title: Back Where I Belong
Album: G.O.A.T. (Greatest Of All Time)
Artist: Ll Cool J
Composer(s): Vada Nobles, Mark Wiggins, James Todd Smith

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Lyric:
Yo, yeah yeah, alight after this particular practice run
I'ma practice both verses, after this, I want you to find a spot
That's close to when the beat drops to the rewind point
For the locate point
You ain't gotta be on that all night, this the soundtrack
Yo, yeah, check it
Okay, alright, huh okay

The other night I was up at farmers, politician wit some bloods
They told me, "Yo L, in the streets you ain't gettin' no love
And ever since the X's and the jiggas came out
My niggas ain't tryin' to the hear that smooth shit you talk about
What's up wit that cat Canibus, some played you out
Why you didn't answer back correctly, fuck was that about?"
As I sip on some henny, and try to explain some things
About the life of a legend, and all the drama it brings

Been gone a long time, had a lot of shit on my mind
I decided I don't want to reach my goal if it means losing my shine
Streets is hip-hop and I'm hip-hop, so the streets is mine
Ballin' as long as you been livin', that's a long time
Hard to stay hungry when your pockets are so fat
You hit a hot one in every city on the map
And niggas keep sleepin' and you keep coming back
You know better than the gat, but niggas still wanna clap

It feels so good to be back where I belong
The streets is where I belong
They had me locked down much too long
Hey hey
It feels so good to be back where I belong
The streets is where I belong
They had me locked down much too long
Hey

Some say, "L that's cool, but see times have changed"
Niggas got red bandannas, and the grill in the range
That gold shit is dead, niggas rock platinum chains
Trade O.E. for Henny, Colt 45 for champagne
Hustling niggas found they way into the game
Extorting all these so called ballers wit big names
And you gotta have a squad, 'cuz running from def ain't safe
I know you living good, but ain't no smile up on our face

I'm like a villain, I'm representing on my lyrics
And force feed the world, even if they don't want to hear it
As far as Canibus go, my man is hittin' his ex-broad
I'm getting head from his new piece while 20 gang-bangers applaud
You came up with that bullshit, some heads sucked it up
Then you dropped that garbage album and totally fucked it up
I coulda told ya I knew your moms from the after-hours spot
When I used to be up in Canada with the dreads on a black block

Before you dick rode lost boyz for a ticket our to Jersey
But being the man I am, I tried to show ya mercy
I coulda told the world the way ya label hates your guts
And how me and Wyclef, got together to set you up
And how he gave me half your budget, don't believe me look it up
Ya A and R promotion niggas, they helped me hook it up
I hate to be responsible, for destroying your career
A one-hit wonder, huh no wonder you disappeared

I coulda told the world, you get your lyrics from the Internet
Then spit 'em word for word like you really a rap vet
How you take metaphors from books and put 'em in your rhyme
And how you really from Canada and you been frontin' all this time
I heard your second album, that shit is garbage too
LL Cool J and I did this to you
On that note he said, "Yo L, you the man"
I said, "Peace, one love and drove off in the Lex Land"

It feels so good to be back where I belong
(Yeah nigga, the jig is up nigga, huh ha, you know what I'm sayin')
The streets is where I belong
(All that bullshit you was talking)
They had me locked down much too long
(Don't mean shit, you finish now)
Hey hey
It feels so good to be back where I belong
(I'm still the man nigga )
(The vanguard award is in my motherfuckin' living room)
The streets is where I belong
(You know what I mean? Come get that shit, fuck)
They had me locked down much too long
(What)
Hey

Mic still on my arm nigga, word up
Both arms, I'ma get another one nigga
You know what I'm sayin'
This LL you know how I get down
You should of known, when you did it
He probably did it to get some fame
But is this really what you want?
Ha ha ha

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This Old House - Lyrics - Loretta Lynn

Title: This Old House
Artist: Loretta Lynn
Composer(s): Loretta Lynn

Lyric:
1, 2, 3

Oh if this old house could talk
What a story it would tell
It would tell about the good times
And the bad times as well
It would tell about the love that lived
And died inside these walls
And the sound of the little footsteps
Runnin' up and down the halls

Oh, if this old house could talk
It would break my heart in two
I couldn't stand to be reminded
Of all the things we used to do
There's no love in this old house no more
So I got it up for sale
Why if this old house could talk
What a story it would tell

Oh, if this old house could talk
I know what it would say
I'm as lonesome as you are
And I fell more empty every day
I even miss the baby
Who built me up to feel this way
Why if this old house could talk
Lord, I know what it would say

Yeah, if this old house could talk
What a story it would tell
We'll build this home together
And with love we drove each nail
Take me in your arms and hold me
'Cause we've been apart too long
Why if this old house could talk
All it would say is welcome home

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Brownsville Girl - Lyrics - Knocked Out Loaded - Bob Dylan

Title: Brownsville Girl
Album: Knocked Out Loaded
Artist: Bob Dylan
Composer(s): Bob Dylan, Sam Shepard

Lyric:
Well, there was this movie I seen one time, about a man riding 'cross
The desert and it starred Gregory Peck, he was shot down
By a hungry kid trying to make a name for himself, the townspeople
Wanted to crush that kid down and string him up by the neck

Well, the marshal, now he beat that kid to a bloody pulp
As the dying gunfighter lay in the sun and gasped for his last breath
Turn him loose, let him go, let him say he outdrew me fair and square
I want him to feel what it's like to every moment face his death

Well, I keep seeing this stuff and it just comes a-rolling in
And you know, it blows right through me like a ball and chain
You know, I can't believe we've lived so long and are still so far apart
The memory of you keeps callin' after me like a rollin' train

I can still see the day that you came to me on the painted desert
In your busted down Ford and your platform heels
I could never figure out why you chose that particular place to meet
Ah, but you were right, it was perfect as I got in behind the wheel

Well, we drove that car all night into San Anton' and we slept
Near the Alamo, your skin was so tender and soft, way down in Mexico
You went out to find a doctor and you never came back, I would have
Gone on after you but I didn't feel like letting my head get blown off

Well, we're drivin' this car and the sun is comin' up over the Rockies
Now I know she ain't you but she's here and she's got that
Dark rhythm in her soul but I'm too over the edge and I ain't in the mood
Anymore to remember the times when I was your only man and she
Don't want to remind me, she knows this car would go out of control

Brownsville girl with your Brownsville curls
Teeth like pearls, shining like the moon above
Brownsville girl, show me all around the world
Brownsville girl, you're my honey love

Well, we crossed the panhandle and then we headed towards Amarillo
We pulled up where Henry Porter used to live
He owned a wreckin' lot outside of town about a mile
Ruby was in the backyard hanging clothes, she had her red hair tied
Back, she saw us come rolling up, in a trail of dust, she said
"Henry ain't here but you can come on in, he'll be back in a little while"

Then she told us how times were tough and about how
She was thinkin' of bummin' a ride back to where she started
But you know, she changed the subject every time money came up
She said, "Welcome to the land of the living dead"
You could tell she was so broken hearted, she said
"Even the swap meets around here are getting pretty corrupt"

"How far are y'all going?", Ruby asked us with a sigh
"We're going all the way 'til the wheels fall off and burn
'Til the sun peels the paint and the seat covers fade
And the water moccasin dies", Ruby just smiled and said
"Ah, you know, some babies never learn"

Something about that movie though, well, I just can't get it
Out of my head but I can't remember why I was in it
Or what part I was supposed to play, all I remember about
It was Gregory Peck and the way people moved
And a lot of them seemed to be lookin' my way

Brownsville girl with your Brownsville curls
Teeth like pearls, shining like the moon above
Brownsville girl, show me all around the world
Brownsville girl, you're my honey love

Well, they were looking for somebody with a pompadour
I was crossin' the street when shots rang out
I didn't know whether to duck or to run, so I ran
"We got him cornered in the churchyard", I heard somebody shout

Well, you saw my picture in the Corpus Christi Tribune
Underneath it, it said, "A man with no alibi"
You went out on a limb to testify for me, you said I was with you
Then when I saw you break down in front of the judge
And cry real tears, it was the best acting I saw anybody do

Now I've always been the kind of person that doesn't like to trespass
But sometimes you just find yourself over the line
Oh, if there's an original thought out there, I could use it right now
You know, I feel pretty good, but that ain't sayin' much, I could feel
A whole lot better If you were just here by my side to show me how

Well, I'm standin' in line in the rain to see a movie starring Gregory Peck
Yeah, but you know, it's not the one that I had in mind
He's got a new one out now, I don't even know what it's about
But I'll see him in anything, so I'll stand in line

Brownsville girl with your Brownsville curls
Teeth like pearls, shining like the moon above
Brownsville girl, show me all around the world
Brownsville girl, you're my honey love

You know, it's funny how things never turn out
The way you had 'em planned
The only thing we knew for sure about Henry Porter is that
His name wasn't Henry Porter

And you know there was somethin' about you, baby
That I liked that was always too good for this world
Just like you always said there was something about me you liked
That I left behind in the French Quarter

Strange how people who suffer together have stronger
Connections than people who are most content
I don't have any regrets, they can talk about me plenty when I'm gone
You always said people don't do what they believe in
They just do what's most convenient then they repent
And I always said, "Hang on to me, baby
And let's hope that the roof stays on"

There was a movie I seen one time, I think I sat through it twice
I don't remember who I was or where I was bound
All I remember about it was it starred Gregory Peck
He wore a gun and he was shot in the back
Seems like a long time ago, long before the stars were torn down

Brownsville girl with your Brownsville curls
Teeth like pearls, shining like the moon above
Brownsville girl, show me all around the world
Brownsville girl, you're my honey love

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