Spent some time feelin' inferior standing in front of my mirror Combed my hair in a thousand ways but I came out looking just the same Daddy said, "Son
Here I stand all alone Have my mind turned to stone Have my heart filled up with ice to avoid it's breakin' twice Thank to you, my dear old friend But
its like a ton of bricks on a busted back.you think youve got one up on me.you pull the wool over my eyes.now i cant even see.its like ive got one arm
ass bitch ass nigga Still sounds like You wanna do something bitch ass nigga Yeah Hold up I'm talking about the b-i-t-c-h-s n-i double gg-a-a Let hit
Ich hab eine Crew, und die heisst Blumentopf. Drum höre mir zu und gib uns die Props. Denn wir haben den Funk und den Flow, und wir sind im Haus,
Wake up feeling good Go to bed frequently lost in the wood A soldier?s tale of soul winning love No drunken stuff spewing out of my mouth All over now
(spoken) Zoe: Big Bird? Big Bird: Yeah, Zoe? Zoe: Ya know what I like best? Big Bird: What? Zoe: Learning to read. Big Bird: Oh, me too. Zoe: Big
Ow! Ow! don't fret precious I'm here step away from the window, and go back to sleep. safe from pain, and truth, and choice and other poison devils
Tough, you think you've got the stuff You're telling me and anyone You're hard enough You don't have to put up a fight You don't have to always be right
Father I killed my monkey I let it out to Taste the sweet of spring Wonder if I will wander out Test my tether to See if I'm still free from you Steady
And with a wink and a smile you toss your instructions On how to catch a train while it's moving You always were the one that kept us all guessing How
Everybody wants somethin' from you Everybody want a piece of Mary Lush valley all dressed in green Just ripe for the pickin' God I want to get you out
Hello Mr. Zebra, can I have your sweater? 'Cause it's cold, cold, cold, in my hole, hole, hole Ratatouille Strychnine, sometimes she's a friend of mine
I knew a boy who would not share his bike Oh, but he let me go sailing I swore that I could survive any storm Oh, then he let me go "Can you launch rockets
Who's your daddy? Aha Come along now "Lies everywhere", said the father to the son You're peppermint breath, gonna choke him to death Daddy, watch your
Maybe I'm the afterglow 'Cause I'm with a band you know Don't you hear the laughter on the way down? Yes, I am the anchorman Dining here with son of
Honey bring it close to my Honey bring it close to my lips, yeah Honey bring it close to my Honey bring it close to my lips, yeah Honey bring it close
this is the christmas story as told by my drunk grandpa. Many years ago in hepsaba a child was born to Fred and Doris Ombree he was a very speciel child