I am an old woman named after my mother My old man is another child that's grown old If dreams were lightning thunder was desire This old house would have burnt down a long time ago Make me an angel that flies from Montgom'ry Make me a poster of an old

I like dirt, I like dirt Some come up and some come young Live to love and give good tongue Sit down, get down in the sun Rocket to the woman is on the one Well, I like dirt, well, I like dirt, well, I like dirt Live in a dream Some come slow and

I'll pray for you Do you pray for me? How many nights do you lie dreaming I'm counting the days since you went away When I lost my heart, life lost all meaning What I would give to see you again And you slipped away from me without talking The look in

An easy feelin' in the mornin' light Drift away with the touch of the hand From the sleep tight, goodnight man And you'll have sweet dreams that'll last all night The sandman told me he's done all he can The situation calls for more than sand You been

Waiting for the summer I'm standing by the corner The place we used to meet Right there where I told you You're running off with me We dreamed about the water Or sitting by a stream We were young and in love We took a train, right after sunset

I'm dreaming of a white Christmas The sun is shining, the grass is green The orange and palm trees sway There's never been such a day In Beverly Hills, L.A. But it's December the twenty-fourth And I'm longing to be up north Just like the ones I used to

From where I'm standing I can see 'Cause Olivia Mae I saw you standing there Laughing, playing with your hair Looking like you walked out of a dream Olivia Mae I hope it ain't just me Us finding our own kind of meant to be Maybe I'm wrong, maybe I'm

Believe in your dreams Believe you and me, don't let go We're living it up I was born uptown of the ghetto dream But have you made it out Out of the ghetto? We're having a good time baby Now ain't life crazy? Daddy made it out

Freddy Kruger, give 'em a nightmare Soon as you close your eyes, nigga, we right there Bags on demand Come in the middle of the night, like it's a nightmare You open your eyes, not dreamin', nigga, we right there If Young Metro don't trust you I'm 'gon

I know what you're into I can make you go night, night Dancin' in the strobe lights With your eyes on me I don't need to know your sign Do you see somethin' you like? Into, I know what you're into When you come back in here, we gon' be like, ayy! Trust