I don?t count anymore Jamie: I don?t count anymore Both: Wasn?t that a beautiful Sunday? Wasn?t that a beautiful Sunday? Amanda: In our darling little
the sunrise, and I think how beautiful it is, and how my life lies before me, and I get a very positive feeling about things. Like this morning for instance
great solitude Oh children, you've still got a lot to fuckin' learn The only path to Heaven is via Hell Good morning beautiful, good morning beautiful Good morning beautiful
the fool would persist in his folly, he would become wise. Folly is the cloke of knavery. Shame is pride's cloke. Prisons are built with stones of law, brothers
everything that's good and beautiful (ah) He wants to break our hearts and minds (ah) Destroy our dreams and plans (ah) He wants to tear us up in little
feet away from your mattress, in the morning, Switchfoot Is it love, and is it like we're family? Sister please, I don't know Wes' little sister, where
got fixed titties Hollywood, cause there that shit's pretty Big brother would write, call, and email Tryin to make light of the situation, askin to be sent seashells Little brother
keep watching a lotta the station But y'all touring us right now And it feels so beautiful Performing at black face tonight! It's my nigga, Joe Scudda Coming up a little
armed bandit is a savage in the sack, baby [Chorus] [Verse 2: Brother Marquis] She's the baddest bitch to ever hit the matress Very attractive, yet orally active Beautiful
bandit is a savage in the sack, baby Chorus Verse 2: Brother Marquis She's the baddest bitch to ever hit the matress Very attractive, yet orally active Beautiful
Don't hate me, cuz I'm beautiful Hey now - what's up? Ah, you know 2 come over here Staring at a brother so hard Say U what? If U wanna be my baby Got