I'm coming up man-sized Skinned alive I want to fit Mmm, I've got to get Man-sized I'm heading on Handsome Got my leather boots on Got my girl and she
: I'm coming up man-sized Skinned alive I want to fit Mmm, I've got to get Man-sized I'm heading on Handsome Got my leather boots on Got my girl and
[Count Bass-D:] He's not mature enough for tantric sex yet One nigga, five broads, the mingus sextet Gomorrah, Sodom/Saddam Hussein, who crazy Raw digga
Everything zen Everything zen Everything zen There's no sex in your violence Everything zen Everything zen Everything zen Everything zen Everything
Breathe in, breathe out Breathe in, breathe out Breathe in, breath in Tied to a wheel fingers, got to feel I spin on a whim, I slide to the right I felt
Love and hate get it wrong She cut me right back down to size Sleep the day, let it fade Who was there to take your place No one knows, never will Mostly
It must be your skin I'm sinking in Must be for real 'cause now I can feel And I didn't mind, it's not my kind It's not my time to wonder why Every thing
A piece of sky every night Loaded on wrong and further from right Spinning around two howling moons 'Cause they're always there whatever I do The river
She's got me dizzy She sees me through to the end She's got me in her hands And there's no use in pretending Christine sixteen Christine sixteen She
Sweet sixteen in leather boots Body and soul I go crazy Baby baby I'm hungry Sweet sixteen Funky bar all full of faces Pretty faces beautiful faces Body
Some people say a man is made outta' mud A poor man's made outta' muscle and blood A muscle and blood, skin and bones A mind that's a-weak and a back
[Intro: Just Brittany] Aaaahhh! Aaaah! [beat starts] [Chorus: Just Brittany] I'm lookin' sexyyy. - I'm feeli'n sexyyy. You wanna sex meee? - Then take
When we were young we played together That's the way our love began Now you're gone dear with another Now you're no more than just a friend Sixteen
Let me tell you a story 'bout a girl I knew Fairest skin with eyes of blue I swear to the Lord that I loved her true It's a year now she's been gone
Some people says the man's made out of mud Man's made out of flash and blood Flash and blood and skin and bone A mind that's week and a back that's strong
Try to purify The well of dirty lies Overflown with deadly sins An attempt to pacify With orders to comply A calm breeze before it all begins Often
Got sixteen days One for every time I've gone away One for every time I should have stayed Should have wore my wedding ring Got sixteen days Fifteen