I'd lose mountains And blue skies But I can't help losing my mind for you How many more times How many more times must I cry How many more times must I say goodbye I've opened all the way

La da da da da da dah dah Hold up, hey It's the motherfuckin' D-O-double-G (Snoop Dogg) You know I'm mobbin' with the D-R-E You know who's back up in this motherfucker? What what what what? So blaze the weed up then Blaze it up Just blaze that shit up, nigga

But not for me I was a fool to fall And get that way Hi ho alas and also lackaday Although I can't dismiss The memory of his kiss I guess he's not for me They're writing songs of love A lucky star's above

I'm sorry oh , I'm sorry, I'm sorry, no And I've, been abused, I feel so used, because of you And I've, lost it all, fell today, it's all the same I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'm sorry I loved you, you made me, hate me You gave me hate, see? It saved me and

Just for a thrill You made my life one sad song To me you're still the only one It was just for a thrill You turned the sunshine to rain You filled my heart with pain To me you were my pride and joy To you, I was mere little toy A plaything, that you

I was a hum-drum person Leading a life apart When love flew in through my window wide And quickened my hum-drum heart Love flew in through my window I was so happy then But after love had stayed a little while Love flew out again What is this thing

I'm gon' make you feel it (Dah Dah da da da da, dah dah da da da da, dah dah da da da da) I’m gon' make you feel it I’m, I'm, I'm, I'm gon' make you feel it Hit you from that back I know that (I'm gon' make you feel it) I know that I'm gon' make you feel it Hit you from the

Both day and night and night and day You're gonna see a lot of me I'm gonna get you, I'm gonna get you I'll make you love me, wait and see I'm gonna haunt you, I'm gonna haunt you Oh what a pest I'm gonna be I'll be the spoon in your coffee The knife

Hosanna (Hosanna) I saw the Virgin's cunt spawning forth the snake I witnessed tribes of Judah reduced to ruin I watched disciples twelve dissolved by flame Looked down on son of God snuffed in vain Blow your trumpets Gabriel! As I beheld the

Picture me upon your knee, Just tea for two and two for tea, Just you for me and me for you, alone! Nobody near us, To see us or hear us, No friends or relations On weekend vacations We won't have it known, dear, That we own a telephone.