: The world spins 'round the secret lives Of everyone that needs to hide A cheap parade of endless lies Filters through this lazy eye And I don't
The world spins 'round the secret lives Of everyone that needs to hide A cheap parade of endless lies Filters through this lazy eye And I don't believe
heart in a box Under the bed where it's cold and it's dark And i've got my soul in my shoes Walking on myself just to get to you And i've got a lazy eye
unheard i've been waiting i've been waiting for this silence all night long it's just a matter of time to appear sad with the same 'ol decent lazy eye
Everybody knows in the boom-boom room We all take off our clothes Fancy clothes Take off your fancy clothes Oh baby, don't be shy Fashion's got a lazy eye
the shit but it's pleasant Kinda quiet, watch my niggaz bring the riot Giving cats the opposite of diets You gain thirty pounds when you die no lie, lazy eye
careless love Oh, how your bright eyes glow Way down, down along lazy river road Way down, down along lazy river road Way down, down along lazy river
, I know there is nothing to fear And I know that love will take us away from here Sometimes it's such a pleasure, sometimes I wanna tear it all down It's easy to be lazy
left eye is lazy She looks so Israeli, nicotine and gravy I think we're going crazy, things don't even faze me Her left eye is lazy, nicotine and gravy
erase, I don't need them anymore How could this love, ever turning Never turn it's eye on me? How could this love, ever changing Never change the way I feel Lazy
's watchin' us all in the eye Or the kaiser Of the tiger The rye or the kaiser The eye
[parody of eye of the tiger by survivor] Fat and weak, what a disgrace. Guess the champ got too lazy. Ain?t gonna fly now, he?s just takin? up space
her anymore now I fuck with Tanqueray Tanqueray introduced me to her first cousin Gold Last name was Ide's and the first name Old But Gold couldn't take the dick and made me lazy
they get mad cause we really don't respond to text Yeah, they say I, may be just on the shady side Maybe I, grow so much and I smoke so much got a lazy eye
of the year Beware, beware, beware of the naked man Old lady head up toward Broad Street Shufflin' uptown against the wind She had started to cry, wiped a tear from her eye
don't treat you like a lady You won't hold my hand And you don't like it when I call you baby Don't you understand Even though we don't see eye to eye
that 1980 Marvin Gaye live at the Montreux stars in the audience Al Jarreau in the third row parent guardian to this art for its my baby lazy eye though
I'm tryin' to fix it [MURS] What you mean my dad's room? Nigga is you crazy? And what's up with them glasses, what'cha eye kinda lazy? Anyways we gotta