Sometimes when I'm dreamin' And I'm far away from home I kind of get the feelin' That I'm never quite alone See I just can't help But think about you
Baby, the clock on the wall is lying It's not really that late It's too cold outside to be walkin' around The streets of this town Anywhere even you think
Entirely for you, soon you will see That there's more there to me, I will show Entirely for you, soon you will see That there's more there to me, I will
I got a whole heard of cows ta die for my 6' Hockey players pagin' me to practice on my wrist 20 inch chocko treads so my whip don't slip Pullin' up,
C'mon yeah girl! Get ready for it baby I wanna do it to and I know u do! Get ready for the big moment UP! Here we go! F**k up for it get ready for
*car engine starts* *phone rings* Cedric: Man, this fool ain?t pickin? up. Nelly on answering machine: You know who it is. do what you do. Cedric:
Got brass in pocket Got bottle, I'm gonna use it Intention I feel inventive Gonna make you, make you, make you notice Got motion, restrained emotion
the citizens are looking quite the same but then again we are check the files and learn its not ok to go quite that far I guess well take it back assuming
Copper colored gal of mine, I love you 'cause you're so divine, Say you'll always be my clinging vine, Copper, copper, copper, copper colored gal of
Get you a copper kettle Get you a copper coil Cover with new made corn mash And never more you'll toil Chorus: You just lay there by the juniper While
I don't expect my love affairs to last for long Never fool myself that my dreams will come true Being used to trouble I anticipate it But all the same
Why don't we go back to my place? I know it's mine 'cause it holds my suitcase It looks like home to me, alright But it's a hundred miles from yesterday
Get you a copper kettle, get you a copper coil Fill it with new made corn mash And never more you'll toil You'll just lay there by the juniper While
You think you know me just because you know my name You think you seen me, you've seen every line on my face You want to want me just because I say that
Brass buttons, green silks and silver shoes Warm evenings, pale mornings, bottled blues And tiny golden pins that she wore up in her hair Brass buttons
Finally agreed to pledge my allegiance here I've agreed to make a change Swallow my pride enough to bow out on my own They want to make you feel like