good is gonna come The red and gold has put its spell on? me And old man winter's gonna come You know he keeps on blocking off the sun Miss you most
s gonna come The red and gold (?) have put their spell on me And old man winter is gonna come You know, he keeps on blocking up the sun I miss you most
stereo The way you move ain't fair, you know Hey soul sister I don't wanna miss A single thing you do Tonight The way you can cut a rug Watching you
of happiness Boy, you could not miss with a dozen roses Such would astound you The joy of children laughing around you These are the makings of you It
[Pharrell chorus] Yeah, mami you miss me don't you? Haters wish you could hit me don't you? Heh, you should call me Uncle I understand I'm back by popular
Look If you had One shot To sit on your lazy butt And watch all the TV you ever wanted Until your brain turned to mush Would you go for it? Or just let
Ooh, Madonna Ooh, Madonna Ooh, Madonna I don't miss you just who you used to be And you don't ring true so please stop calling me Your I love you's are
tap that girl, excuse me miss You gangster, far from a bougie chick Love the way you talk, your jeans fit nice Still a lil' hood in you, you just my
him an' his boys leave They at this restaurant that serve African food Where you allowed to smoke weed and the waiters is type rude You see, I used
asshole whistles the 'Star-Spangled Banner' Now the nurse is here, Dr. Butcher to your anus I don't care who you are, and if you think you're famous You
sister Calm They sell yay, you'll say yay, this shit's the bomb I'm a hit my man, tell 'em you my bigga pawn The rest, so yes, you'll be blessed to
a porno shop When you put you quarter in the slot, And you try to look cool So nobody knows that you're hot? You go to a club and you're high On
the real friends that serve you long Your memories might fade Your real friends will serve you long Sunshine or rain Your real friends will serve you
Is having a bad day Mona Lisa is having a bad day "The Book Of History Has many missing pages" Murmurs the Madonna Of the Middle Ages But in between her cracks You
" She was Jennifer Lopez, Gywenth Paltrow She was little Miss Love Hewitt I never had a chance She was Marilyn Monroe wind blowin' in the white dress She was Mae West, pretty Miss
house like a week full of chores Yeah, you got a jab but you weak at the jaw You need to think twice before you get injured My infra red you will infer
The way you move ain't fair, you know Hey, soul sister I don't wanna miss a single thing you do Tonight The way you can cut a rug Watching you is the
I just remember the smiling faces, the music and the applause I spent 30 quid on coke I smoked a little too much dope I was wiped out from 5 til 7, I missed
