say it's puppy love We say it's full grown Hope that we feel this Feel this way forever You could plan a pretty picnic (You could plan a pretty picnic
yourself is fine Makes you feel, much better Know just where to draw the line My dear, my dear Bound to fall in love one day Surely and you need it, Pretty smile will
To reach a new beginning Love, can withstand strong In the final hour We'll find the joy in living Don't let go Cause that I know Pretty soon you will
Jesus Christ has a pretty face The kind you'd find on someone that could save If they don't put me away It'll be a miracle Do you believe you're missing
on "E! True Hollywood Story" The rise and decline of twelve actors named Corey Shows for next fall, they've already been namin' "CSI: Boise" and "Touched By An Uncle" both sound pretty
m much older I see just how the shit feels Being kind-hearted, not wantin' to tell me no Even though my grandfather just had a stroke And now the money's low And pretty
to shoot down my flight, Before it lands, Before it lands, But you could miss me with all that, Diss me then crawl back, I really wish ya'll will fall
me or by the book? Sheesh, we are what we are Make the wrong move will put your faggot ass in the ER Flat line if it's red apples fallin' hit me on the
would you rather live life like me or by the book we are what we are make the wrong move or put your clear flat line if its red i will fall and hit
Chorus (Akon): Tryin' not to pull a trigga from my gun today When they come the money we don't pla-ay Just cooperating you will walk away Over ever sleep
say so the big ballot strings will never get played pretty melody i wrote will never get sanged piece of paper i started with i threw away a song about our love will
Chuck Inglish: Yeah And it's fallin off the side like back fat Givin girls rides to the crib not a rat trap Cheese, peanut butter freeze raps I want all
It was obvious, but I just couldn't see it How to stay on the playlist, stay edgeless and pretty How to avoid the red marks, that are so carelessly
It was obvious but I just couldn't see it How to stay on the play list, stay edgeless and pretty How to avoid the red marks, that are so carelessly damning
can't hide At night, I ask myself why I treat her so badly So badly she flyin', went south for the winter The note shattered in her She's sitting pretty
cain't turn I'm willing to whine in co-operative time Shall we sit on the springs 'til the mug goes dry All the pretty visitors came and waved their
go and do the watusi, Yeah do the watusi, do the watusi ... Shined open coiled snakes white and shiny twirling and encircling Our lives are now entwined, we will fall