The Days of Wine and Roses
Baby I'm gonna break it down (tell you truth) I wanna prove my love for you (it is real) Cannot Resist these feelings inside (not anymore) Just gotta
Jazz [Incomprehensible] Fire eating drag queens dressed as society whores Crazy two timing bitches running round [Incomprehensible] Ghetto blasting blasters
When I was very young The world was younger than I As merry as a carousel The circustent was strong With every star in the sky Above the ring, I loved
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(b. holiday/a. herzog, jr.) Them that's God shall get Them that's not shall lose So the Bible says And it still is news Momma may have Poppa may have
'Cause I fell in love with you The first time I looked into Them there eyes 'Cause you have a certain Little cute way of flirtin' with Them there eyes
You're mean to me Why must you be mean to me Gee, honey it seems to me You love to see me crying I don't know why I stay home Each night when you left
Southern trees bear a strange fruit Blood on the leaves and blood at the roots Black bodies swingin' in the southern breeze Strange fruit hangin' from
Ooh, what a little moonlight can do Ooh, what a little moonlight can do to you You're in love, your hearts a flutter And all day long you only stutter
We got the jazz We got the jazz We got the jazz We got the jazz We got the jazz We got the jazz We got the jazz We got the jazz Stern firm and young
Good evening ladies & gentlemen The Brood in jazz I saw the genius come out of the bottle freakin' out the old man in the candystore a sad eyed jazz-
You can call your limo, wanna big accounts, hey, hey, hey You can spend your cash in large amounts It won't run out now baby, no matter what you buy
