(you're beautiful) (for all your big mistakes) When do you come out to play? 'Cause if the Lord is gonna find me, He'd better start looking today. I don't know. I think they come from the cold (you stayed the same) To the city that don't snow.

I know what this looks like, officers Please just give me one minute I think I can explain I ain't murdered nobody I know these words are so nutty But I'm just here to entertain How come your shirt is so bloody? There's a missing person, so what? He's

I'm paralyzed Where are my feelings? I no longer feel things I know I should Where is the real me? They must have left I’m lost and it kills me inside When did I become so numb? When did I lose myself?

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Come on over, come on in You can unwind, take a load off your mind Pull up a seat-take a load off your feet Get away somewhere, take a trip Take a break, take control Take advice from someone you know Get a life-get a grip Make a wish-make a move

'Cause everything just goes away my friend And every king knows it to be true And every kingdom must one day come to an end The birds still sing outside these These windows where we sat together Like nothing ever happened here oh The white house on the

Jamaica sunshine Place called Jamaica, Looking for a place to have a perfect vacation, If you really wanna have some fun Or even a honeymoon I know the place to make the perfect reservation, Come let me take you there soon, yeah To a place called

Like when it come to hundreds that's money my way Remember she ain't want me now she all in my face Like uh girl you too late, you ain't got no taste Driving to the bank, I can't close my safe Brittany be my bae Money anyway Um I couldn't wait What do

Why don't you come over 'bout a quarter to nine Bring all of your fam'ly and I will bring mine If I should bring my brothers, and you bring the others Then I can sing a song like Jeru, just for you Just for all the lovely people that you see in the road

Come together, yeah Come together, right now Here come old flat-top, he come grooving up slowly He got ju-ju eyeballs, he's one holy roller He got hair down to his knees Got to be a joker, he just do what he please He wear no shoeshine, he's got toe-jam