Do you think it's alright, To leave the boy with Uncle Ernie? Do you think it's alright; He's had a few too many tonight! D'you think it's alright? I
for her now and forever I live for him you know I do No reason of rhyme for being jealous There is a part of me and you There is a light that shines
s under (Nothin) My life is such a (Blur) That's not the way it has to go it's jus what I prefer And do not disagree with me it's best you jus concur
Revenge so sweet and I crush you with the heat (Uh huh) You're the first one I call when it's time to put 'em to sleep (I love you) Now, fo real grand
Street, there is danger at your door. Think this through with me, let me know your mind, Wo, oh, what I want to know, is are you kind? It's a buck dancer
your mind Whoa oh, what I want to know is, are you kind Now it's a buck dancer's choice, my friends, better take my advice You know all the rules by
a violin I?d Play? Chorus: I said you?d better get to living, give in Be willing and forgivin? Cos our healin? has to start with you. You Better stop
said if I had a violin I'd play. I said you'd better get to livin', givin' Be willing and forgivin' Cause all healing has to start with you You better
For you I'd write a symphony I'd tell the violin it's time to sink or swim Watch me play for ya For you I'd be running a thousand miles Just get to where
free 'Cause it's Barbie, bitch, you can join the wave I done penny, nickel, dimed, I done coined the phrase You couldn't beat me there if you had a
[Justin Bieber] Ohh Ohh For you I'd write a symphony I'd tell the violin It's time to sink or swim Watch em play for ya For you I'd be (Whoa) Runnin
room You make love to everything you touch It's a natural reaction, it's a sexual attraction You play me like I am made of strings I'm the violin, a
back you feel it you heard it, hand on the wheel no need to be nervous, ride wit a G everything will be perfect, put it down put it all on the surface
*** it, buy the ***, cook the ***, cut it Know the *** 'fore you caught yourself lovin' it *** with a Benz *** it Doesn't it seem odd to you Big come
Life is empty, can't remember anytime before On a plain lit cold December, see it evermore Gliding through this life and another as a child Ever doing
still wet so pass it like brett We sips outta mug we call it upset Smoke more than 4 quarters we call it sudden death I'ma beast You a pit AK longekneck
Life is my friend, rake it up to take it in Wrap me in your cinnamon Especially in Michigan Well I could be your friend White clouds I'm in a mitten