Many, many guys and girls All real beauties Everybody making a stab They hurt themselves Singles rule the world Feeding on fresh blood One track, eye
I stood in the doorway in my white nightgown Red roses on cotton, I stood three feet from the ground the grownups inside used words I didn't know But
I can see it in your eyes You need a friend tonight 'Cause someone broke your heart in two You need a volunteer To wipe away your tears Someone who will
watch them laugh unashamed when they tear your rights away they're counting on your silence broken down by the weight of the climate they create psychological
I fell in love again All things go, all things go Drove to Chicago All things know, all things know We sold our clothes to the state I don't mind, I
Hear me, see me Welcome to Soundview projects Bronx, New York, 10473 Intersection action ribs touching New gutter smacks replacing the whole Dutchman
Grown-Up Christmas List By David Foster and Linda Thompson Jenner Sung By Amy Grant Do you remember me? I sat upon your knee; I wrote to you With childhood
Pain, it's only a little pain It'll be gone in a couple of days Or maybe a life or two Heart, it's only my poor heart Just that little thing you tore
I'll never fall in love again It's such a contradiction To lose all control and common sense And even intuition You came along, with a strange new song
Do you remember me? I sat upon your knee, I wrote to you With childhood fantasies Well, I'm all grown up now Can you still help somehow I'm not a child
I won't ask you to stay I can love you when you're far away Please, don't stop to say goodbye Unless you want to see a grown man cry After the party'
(singing) Davy, davy crockett, king of the wild frontier, yeah Davy, davy crockett, king of the wild frontier Well he's in indian town, and what spots
All given hope's the same Now it's all time to kill the pain Complaints covering a whining tongue Try to speak a mouth of truths To time to recollect
Lollay, lollay, little child Why wepestou so sore Nedes mostou wepe It was iyarked thee yore Ever to lib in sorrow And sich and mourne evere As
A quoi bon resister puisque le desir est plusieurs on peut donc s'arranger et se dire tout va tout ce qui n'est pas tente tente A quoi bon hesiter Entre
Dawg you gotta feel me on this one What it be like dawg, I'm on some some adope grown up type shit look who I be around nigga, look who I been around
Intro [Instruments] Rise to the occassion,look at yourself den say yuh strong, no-one can stop yuh, oh yeah