a love song i wanted it to be just right tried to make it beautiful but all i could think of was our last fight i was going to play it on piano have
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she was just waiting for a bus But I hid my thumb cause I knew just what she was Uhh I ain't gonna let no... [ piano - guitar ] I'll tell you what them
song for like 3 months and never never even played it for anybody, never even demoed it. And uh, then one time I was just goofing around and played it for
turn around and flip it, shit on your whole album wit a snippet Run up on your lawyer for your contract then rip it Shame on your label, for trying to
up for Mama She'll get hot for you When they pass that basket Folk contribute to You put in for Mama She'll put out for you The folks atop the ladder
You've heard songs about the bright lights of the city And songs about the heroes of our land But there's one guy around who never lets us down The every
Frank zappa (guitar, synclavier) Steve vai (guitar) Ray white (guitar, vocals) Tommy mars (keyboards) Chuck wild (piano) Arthur barrow (bass) Scott thunes
's hiring trios anymore. Quartets are in. So i'm looking for a fourth guy so we can get some work. NICK: Tommy! I got your fourth guy! You're gonna thank me for
be forgot and days of auld lang syne. For auld lang syne, my dear for auld lang syne We'll take a cup of kindness yet for the sake of auld lang syne
it Then turn around and flip it, shit on your whole album wit a snippet Run up on your lawyer for your contract then rip it Shame on your label, for trying
This one's for the shoeshine boy and the farmer in debt Each string is barbed wire, each chord is a threat This blues guy I met that never had a hit Said
(with Elton John) [instrumental for the first 0:19 of this song] {*thunderstorm with rain fall in the background*} {*piano plays softly leading up to
one that's dumb Who else is dumb? Everybody You're right, they're all dumb Hey you, You go to pluh.com, because you're dumb And you're downloading this song
a love song I wanted it to be just right Tried to make it beautiful But all I can think about is our last fight I was gonna play it on piano Had the drums
hum to my song Singing like they were for her, but they were for the blur No longer, but we working, premature, immature She's unsure, I'm for sure,
