Is it black or is it white - is it big or is it tight ? Now the ball's in your court tell me about your color I'll be tickled pink if it's the right one
The chosen one glows like the sun Pure of heart, wide in eye Sweet she sings, sings her hymns Golden girl dances by He is filth. Scum of God Black as
Every little word, with every lesson learned I think I know why hearts are made of stone Every little pain, fans a bitter flame Nothing stops me loving
These days when we say goodnight We're lying facing our own side Wondering if we're in the right bed. We've gotten used to all the fighting I walk out
Conversations with my 13 year old self Conversations with my 13 year old self You're angry, I know this The world couldn't care less You're lonely, I
[Malcolm Jamal Warner] Let me show you, the rhyme.. Excuse me - but, Lady Liberty needs glasses and so does Mrs. Justice by her side Both the broads are
They say that everything you do Turns out all wrong And that you're bound to lose But you love me too much To take me along Don't ever try to close a
They say that every thing you do Turns out all wrong That you're bound to lose And you love me too much Take me along Ah baby don't ever try to close
I like that though That's what's up? Some people like the summer when it's hot Some people like the winter cold Some people speak their minds when they
Yeah, yeah Check it out, yes Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah Pink, so hot Check it out, check it out Silly you, silly me To let you in and put a move on
if you could wash away all the sins you've made to this day the last rites could be given to you because no one is innocent and no one will be spared
Looking at the world thru rose colored glasses Everything is rosy now Looking at the world and everything that passes Seems of rosy hue somehow Why do
Time and time again I am asked the same questions: "John where did you study?" "Are you professionally trained?" "Is it difficult to stay in voice?"
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Here we go again, Here we go again, Ladies and gentlemen The show is just beginning The actors have arrived The show is improvised Who are you and when
It's that time again when I lose my friends Go walkabout, I've got the bends from pressure This is a testing time when the choice is mine Am I a fool
So we maybe gorgeous So we maybe famous Come back when we're getting old Cover us in chocolate Sell us to the neighbors Frame us in a video Clone us
Are you aching for the blade? That's okay, we're insured Are you aching for the grave? That's okay, we're insured Getting away with it, all messed up