The octopus in your purse Is cursing like an evil sailor But remember the knife is worse For the additives of movie trailers If you want me to I?ll help
You spin around like a broken record It plays your name every time the needle skips It's been that way since the last December I can't live like this
I'm not afraid Of anything in this world There's nothing you can throw at me That I haven't already heard I'm just trying to find A decent melody A song
C'mon, yeah, Face Mob, uh, huh, uh, huh, uh His name is Jigga, yeah, what's happenin' baby? Wsup, wsup witcha? Tryin' to get this loot Yeah, know what
Someone's in the kitchen, trying to cook me up some trouble Someone's in the kitchen, trying to stir me up inside He's been itching to try and burst my
I've tried and tried to run and hide To find a life that's new But where I'd go, I always know I can't escape from you A jug of wine to numb my mind
Yeah, yeah This ones for my Brooklyn playboys This ones for my L.A. playboys This ones for my Chi town playboys ATL, down south, NC, SC Where you be?
What if there's no more fun to have ? And all I've got is what I had What if I have forgotten how ? Cut my losses and get out now Get out right now
Got it all figured out inside of my head There's a bag packed up at the foot of my bed You say the word, baby, I'm all set We'll cover our tracks, tell
[Wagner/Wagner] What can I do when the sadness comes through? I'd better stay asleep inside my bed When every word could be causing a hurt I'd better
I don't want you around Get out, get out I don't want you here Get out, get out I don't care what you do Get out, get out I don't care what you say Get
Picked up a flyer just the other day My favorite band was coming here to play Last time they were here no one broke the silence I hope this time it doesn
Get out of town before it's too late my love Get out of town be good to me please Why wish me harm? Why not retire to a farm And be contented to charm
Es ist dir zu laut - hast du Angst dass es knallt? Dann gehA¶rst du nicht mehr zu uns, denn du bist viel zu alt. Lange schon ist nichts mehr los, wir
This used to be a house Until the walls came tumbling down Now what we gon' do now With both our feelings hurt And words keep blurting out And somehow
You're not quite sure what time it was You didn't know quite what you've done All you know is you've got a gun You gotta get out, get out She called
It's time to get out of this town There's no more fun to be found I'm rolling thunder with the top down It's time to get out, get out, get out Crescent
Watching us over the other side Keeping you from being too close, not too tight I gotta know I can escape if it goes that way I need a get out, I'm looking