gone, gone, gone Are you tangled in the trees? Did it bring you to your knees? Have you had enough of me? Hey you Hey you, hey you, hey you Na, na,
homework. I got paper in my backpack, I know you smell me, Ia??m the s*** like an ex-lax. *Diarrhea Dwayne, Bust your f****** head, souvenir your brain. You
like you felt her baby We'll wait until you done bein whack We got every hand up from the front to the back If you wonderin why you just dressin funny
Hey, Conchita, lady with the blood shot eyes Die Kubaner - so flink der CIA - so link der wei?e Mann entbehrlich denn der Stamm der Roten mittlerweile
ready Rough and ready baby Ah, here's Johnny Ah, there you go Gordo I ain't never heard anything like that Well you are who you are And thats alright
yard I don't remember exactly the things I said but I wish you wouldn't took it so hard I wanna tell you now and I know and I know you're gonna find
gonna shake and nothin' gonna break our stride. We got our pride at stake. No matter what it takes, Ain't nobody tough enough to turn this tide. Hey! are you
you in my arms when you are dreaming I wanna say the magic words, wanna tell you how it hurts To be the one To love someone like you. If you knew What I felt for you hey
you love am i the one, yeh, am i the one that you love am i the one, hey hey am i the one that you think of dont you make me feel crazy, if i break
lose what you dought to find sooner or later you're gonna hear a sound picks you back off the ground that holds you and lifts you open your eyes
Hey, hey we're the Monkees, You never know where we'll be found. So you'd better get ready, We may be comin to your town. Hey, hey we're the Monkees
that you're dead but I won't realize I know you were fat, you were all oversized you've been mean all the time, so I had to kill you after that I felt
worries me For every boy who passes me I shout, "Hey, maybe You were meant to be my loving baby" Somebody loves me, I wonder who maybe it's you At
rear You won't believe your eyes Your eyes will not believe you're ears Get your money out, get ready Step right up, yeah you, come here You ain't
what a sap I was [Roxie Hart] You double-crosser! You big bluffer mouth! You promised you'd stay... [Amos Hart] What're you talking about? You've been
gonna tell you somethin' Gon' tell you the fact If you don't want me, give my money back Hey-hey-hey, babe I've got blood in my eyes for you Hey-hey-hey
You want to steal Jesse's girl, know you want my girl Hey baby, you're cruisin' for a bruisen Rick Hahahahahaaa If I could put my hands on you Jesse's
Girl!?! You wanna steal Jessie's Girla?¦ now you want my girl!" "Hey baby, you're cruisin' for a bruisin', Rick!" "When I get my hands on you a?? whoa