[ Baby Bam ] 718 K-i-t, baby You gotta keep in touch if you wanna be my lady Like finders keepers, loosers beepers Cellular phones, metergrams and beepers
) Especially anything Keep it in your first date kit (Ooh) Call it off , keep it in Grind it down to medicine Especially anything Keep it in your first date kit
Hey, golden girl, with your hair swinging down All of this love you have going round What will you do when the gold turns to grey? Have you thought
And the President said to Kit Carson "Take my best four horsemen please And ride out to the four directions Make my great lands barren for me Make my
With a headless center-forward, And a goal-keeper with no arms, And a face like his. And he'd managed to get hold of A Dukla-Prague Away Kit, His uncle
LIKE STUPID MULES, I'M BUSTING OUT OF HERE I'LL DO IT ONE FINE DAY. I AIN'T EATING SHIT. CLEANING PEOPLES' KIT. THOMAS AND CRONIES YOU'RE NOT FIT TO WEAR OUR KIT
this kinda is but this I bound to overtake I heard a honk honk, that's kit, so let's pray Here go my rap kit, analyze a hit So kit what's the scoop?
I saw you on a bed of roses and you were looking good Eyes so fine like lemon and wine, your teeth like burning wood Charly said you knew it, things I
Let's not spill the truth It's easier being alone You're a shadow of the old And I want something new You've quit dreaming again I can see it now clear
Yeah you cooked his dinners You raised his children and still He's not satisfied He says I rather switch with you You don't now hard it is To work from
All of these ghost towns I keep travelling through All of these traffic signs and lonesome bars blind the view I swear I can be better I could be more
I wish I could believe in something bigger More than these trees, these winds, these oceans I wish I could believe what they tell me I saw, I saw, I
I met up with the king He confessed his body was burning I met up with the king His body had begun to rot And he said don't think less of me I'm still
When I grow up, I want to be a forester Run through the moss on high heels That?s what I?ll do, throwing out boomerang Waiting for it to come back to
And the wills of the river Leads you here Where the wind it is yielding And the light it is clear To rest upon forever Or to live for one more day No
Well you drove off in the summer rain I waved to you like a sleeping dream Told me to stay callous if someone bothered me "The Eiffel Tower, the marching
The window opens I hear the toddling waves I think about the soldiers, I think about the interstates I would like to leave it all just for a week or two