I'd be willing to die again To know of a place and a time Where it always could be To be always with you And you always with me This is my autograph
Movin' in with the scum And shine a light on the sweet one Makes the one with the soul, classic girl Can I have your autograph? It's not for what you
Yeah, alright, I'm at the bottom, lookin' up Been there before but once ain't enough I tried to quit but there ain't no way I can't live by the light
Did you ever wonder If you were gonna break When you finally hear the call You've had all you're gonna take I know when I get there There ain't nothin
Wooh, hey what's that? Blondes in black cars, yeah Burning up the boulevard, ow Blondes in black cars And they're here for me, yeah Blondes in black
She lies waiting for another kill Hiding her evil behind her thrill Another victim, another night Weaker heart don't even fight Well, I didn't realize
Ooh yeah Turn it up Come on I'm working hard, you're working too We do it every day For every minute I have to work I need a minute of play Day in,
[J.Cole] They say anythings possible, you gotta dream like you never seen obstacles chasing obscene profits so we ain?t stopping for the red lights look
ve got to feel which way I flow Inside my book of autographs I pictured scenes that I could not write If your name was in that book of autographs Would
got to feel which way I flow. Inside my book of autographs, I pictured scenes that I could not write. If your name was in that book of autographs, would
dissolved into the past And if we don't have a future Just leave your autograph Your autograph Just leave your autograph Your autograph Just leave your autograph Your autograph
kinky friedman & panama red) Ain't you the golden boy Of the silver screen, Your mother's pride and joy, The promoter's dream. No time for autographs
see I?d be willing to die again To know of a place and a time Where it always would be To be always with you And you always with me This is my autograph
sea You improvise CHORUS Doesn't anybody let you out of your cage Sanctuary from the stage Your affection is a dress rehearsal And your kiss is like an autograph
you would be heaven no doubt What I wouldn't do for your autograph Oh could I have your autograph Oh could I have your autograph Hey could I have your autograph
seems like forever when ever is hand over hand over hand The busy hands keeps swimming gotta make that motor hum Get it over and done So much for autographs
[Instrumental by Andre Anderson]
