When I first laid eyes on you Well, the night just felt so odd You looked at me and the stars lined up So I thought I'd heard from God And I gave him
He realized that she was new to love Naive in every way Every schoolboy's fantasy she was That's why he had to wait If they poured his heart into a glass
There's a summer moon shining through my room Just like it did that night You laid me down we tossed and turned We bathed in that blue light I was gone
The whole world is lit up like it's Some kind of magic dream Everyone is in love Or that's the way it seems Outside the snow is falling Inside is just
R.I.P., Pooh Bear that my dead homie Fuck that other shit, hey, let's get this bread, homie Remember when they could catch a charge down in Atlanta They
Overly enthused, easily confused. Do you really even have to ask, why you feel so, why you feel so used? Common obligations, common complications. She
Hey now, pulled up back of the parking lot This ain't Miss Daisy now, look what I got .357 and it's primed for time I'm just 16 but I'm blowing like a
Sat in front of your tv After to have nothing done of your day They tell you the life They say to you what is not Lying Journalists Journalists of shit
She's a bimbo playing on the damn phone I can really fuck you up, yeah Because I'm the demon buttercup You have to spit to see the shine I see the
Retard girl makes us sick Retard, poke her with a stick Well, she walks funny Kind of like a pig God, I hate that retard girl See the retard girl
Dear Diary, I was standing in a bus stop today, and they must have known I wanted to be a model, so I'm gonna call them tomorrow. Won't be long before
It'll come down and look you in the eye The way you're gonna go with no place to die My water breaks like turpentine I sit dead in the sacrifice
It's the most wonderful Time of the year With the kids Jingle-belling And everyone telling you Be of good cheer It's the most wonderful Time of
Don't want to run with the crowd no more Had enough of that stuff I want to go home, I don't want to go to the bar I'm afraid who might show up I will
Yo, this is how I'm comin' for the nine deuce Another fat, fat track So Rhythm D, pour the orange juice And let's relax while sippin' on yak Because it
Well, there's a feeling in the air Just like a Friday afternoon Yeah, you can go there if you want Though it fades too soon So go on, let it be If there
It's the most wonderful time of the year With the kids jingle belling And everyone telling you 'be of good cheer' It's the most wonderful time of the
Promise you'll say if it gets Promise you'll say if it gets too much Don't be so scared of corners Don't be so tired of this life You drink to laugh