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Grab the hook, grab the line. Grab the bait, grab the box and wait. Tackle and shackle the topic the faculty has chosen. Chosen by many, chosen by plenty, chosen by any.
I want to love you 'til forever comes. I want to give you everything under the sun. One day at a time. I'll share with you my life. And our forever ends the day we say goodbye.
Yeah, yeah, oh. Oh oh oh. We roll tonight. To the guitar bite. Yeah, yeah, oh. . Stand up and be counted. For what you are about to receive. We are the dealers.
Wild beast, I'll make you mine. Taste your kiss, sweet lips divine. She got moves, drips of sweat. She got eyes of blue, body curves. 'n legs that'll break your nerves.
"I like my pockets fat not flat" (repeat 4x). . "I like my pockets fat not flat" "So get back" (repeat 4x). . [Showbiz]. My pockets stay fat, and they always like that.
Slow. There. Reply. Toil. No need to go on. Do I need to go on?. . Slow. Lie. Endure. Recline. In a separate time. On a different plane.
Funky boss, funky boss, funky boss, funky boss. Funky boss, funky boss, get off my back (hah, get it). . Funky boss, funky boss, funky boss, funky boss.
So Mike D what's up? Yo yauch what's up? Come on Mike let's. Tear it up hear no evil see no evil talking no bullshit so many. Damn people are so damn full of it keyboard money mark you.
Hoy ya la libro de comer, pobre nio de la calle. Pero hoy no la libro de dormir bajo la banca de un parque. No tiene padres ni tutores ni nadie que lo quiera.
Freedom run. Freedom run. Freedom run. . Free to run. Free to run. Free to run. . Freedom run. Freedom run. Freedom run. . No break through. I steal for you, I need you.
Feel the vibe. Feel the vibe. Feel the vibe. Feel the vibe. Feel the vibe. Feel the vibe. . Feel the vibe everybody gather round. I pull the plug still my sound's profound.
Fisherman. The Congos. Row fisherman row. keep on rowing your bouat. lots of hungry belly pickney they a shore, millions of. them. . living in a bumbo hut.
Oooooo Ooooo Oooooo. Oooooo Oooooo Ahhhhhh Ahh Ahhh. Ahhh Ahhh. Let this be the intro smooth and simple. Beat Selector [Drop that] single. For years and years at a time.
All the doves that fly past my eyes, have a stickiness to their wings, in. the doorway of your demise I stand, encased in the whisper you taught me. HOW DOES IT FEEL? IT FEELS BLIND. HOW DOES IT FEEL? WELL, IT FEELS BLIND..