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I'm not Ramona and you didn't write that song 'Cause you're not Dylan and I know we really do get along Get along and get on with what it is you got to
the cage, gauge, with the buck shots, faggot You've been lucky all day thats when your luck stops One drops, and another and another Gun pops, go into you and
not the answer When you only give if someone seems to look And we keep falling for the words you have to say Never questioning your million dollar days And
I'm his baby's sister Vale Sisters: His baby's sister and Buddy: And me Vale Sisters: That equals Violet: And me Vale Sisters: That equals Daisy: And
deepfreeze Upon your lap I rest my head, I thank my lucky stars that I'm not dead yet, The fields of green, the mountainsides, I fly beyond them and
the radio The real niggers are back, on the radio No slacking, no begging, no asking, no fasting No disrespect to Islam or Imam pastor No answers to questions
, the power to turn iron into gold She says she's seen the other side And knows the place the fire burns all night There is an answer to the question, so
i'm not trying to reinvent what you call music i just want to write my songs and maybe if i'm lucky you will like it too maybe not as much as i do but
Who is Trina? I'm sure thats not the only question you want answered. Do you really wanna know what hard work is? Ask me and I'll tell you. From nothing
It hurts so much inside You lead me through your darkness The colors of your dreams Dreams so full of questions The reasons plain to see You don't have all the answers And
the cage, gauge, With the buck shots, faggot You've been lucky all day thats when your luck stops One drops, and another and another Gun pops, go into you and
Kylie Minogue: I sold the Renoir and the TV set Both: Don't wanna be around when this gets out Both: So why don't you use it Try not to bruise it Buy
crazy faith? The questions will not let me sleep Answers buried way too deep At the bottom of a lover's leap Made by crazy faith You're not asking
And watching over lucky clover isn't that bizarre Every little thing the reflex does leaves you answered with a question mark So why don't you use it try not
There Panties In A Envelope And Mail Em To Me And Now Hows That For Some Fan Mail But Me And Bow Gotta Question Kno The Answer Raise Your Hand Yell. [
know what motivates him? Why some people like him and, others spend time hatin? Friends I'm waitin for the answers, I came with questions Do you know the answers
you a lot And I just really wanna be on your mind Maybe I can head to your spot And pick you up around 7 o' clock And we can do whatever you want, however you like And