I do not like green eggs and ham I do not like them Sam, I am I do not like them here or there I do not like them anywhere I do not like them in a boat
I was walking down 42nd street one day, I wasn't workin'42nd street I was walkin 42nd street. And this amazing thing happened to me. It was July it
((Verse 1)) I know that you love me more than ever And baby I promise I'll be better No I won't...keep making you feel like I don't care at all Cause
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Well he's not very handsome to look at Oh he's shaggy and he eats like a hog And he's always killin' my chickens That dirty old egg-suckin' dog Egg-suckin
Well he's not very handsome to look at Oh he's shaggy and he eats like a hog And he's always killin' my chickens That dirty old egg-suckin' dog
Now she wants a butter & egg man From way out in the West She wants somebody who's workin' all day So she's got money when she wants to play Now pretty
Desde pequeno siempre he llevado en mi interior Abanderado el dia mas senalado al cumplir como soldado al sentirme enamorado siempre he llevado Abanderado
It's righteousness is shining It walks on ruby shoes There's not too much of nothing You cannot make it do I cross the muddy river To dig a diamond mine
It's a swamp Just a jungle Tigers slipping through all the time Snakes and alligators Want to have a piece of what is mine I don't pay No attention To
Give me lots of money A house upon a hill Send me pretty women Or threaten me and still I'll come up to your house And attempt to fix your sink Do a mediocre
I've been down to the corner about once or twice I don't know but it's been nice, I ain't got no money I can't buy a damn thing that I might like Let'
Let me see everything Let me live forever Give me wings and show me how To control the weather Give me the mountains Give me the sea Build a mighty tower
Laughing gold carried on silver Open robe waving by the trailer This is paradise Ivory whales high on corn bread Wind-filled sails, fly to the door step
I've been a roaming Romeo My Juliet have been many But now my roaming days have gone Too many irons in the fire Is worse than not having any I've had
I don't care what they say, I'm gonna keep it anyway. I won't let them stretch their necks, To see my little black egg with the little white specks. I
I'm putting all my eggs in one basket I'm betting everything I've got on you I'm giving all my love to one baby Lord, help me if my baby don't come through
Cookin' you breakfast on a Sunday mornin' I should've seen this comin' Even without warnin' But you look so good there Standin' in my kitchen You want
