t no German girl outside But who cares when its warm inside? With music Special mystery of music tragically Exchanging slaves for majesties Modern waves
paid my dues, how will they pay you When you first come in the game, they try to play you Then you drop a couple of hits, look how they wave to you From
: Got dust on my piano And dishes in the sink Your side of the bed is cold I haven't slept a wink So I read your goodbye letter To the face inside
to test but you don't listen Givin the shout out to my Uncle Donnel locked up in prison Chorus: Andre (repeat 2X) Now throw your hands in the air And wave
da-da Left of the string section we have, Terry Adams on cello' Nancy Ellis, on Violo Tom Halpin, on Violin (instrumental with trumpet, sax & piano solos) And we have, Jeff Labes, on piano
Por el suelo hay una compadrita Que ya nadie se para a mirar Por el suelo hay una mamacita Que se muere de no respetar Patchamama te veo tan triste Patchamama
" "I like, I like, like, like you too" said Mitchell He walked to the door, "I must pack," he said} Near a sea of pianos there were waves of chords That
It's like this, fuck a bitch And that's the G code We used to sell raw kill and give toe tag Now ever since 9-1-1 rappers waving white flags But me I
make you feel lil hotter Peas and Sergio Mendes heating up samba Bada, ba, ba, ba, ba, baa Sergio play your piano Sergio play your, yo, yo, yo, yo, piano
Since I was a child I could read the tides by the colours of the clouds When I grew I left in the spring and took only my piano and some gin But when
a joke that's not too deep 'Cos I'm out of double meanings Throw me a rope that I can't reach As you lay back on your beach I'm not waving, only drowning
horrid red wallpaper forty years old It stank like a rhino house, Mr. Slater said Pooh, I can smell vindaloo, ohh, really? No, Sir, O'Reilly Hobnob And we wave
' either wrong with your eyes and ears I came in this game screamin' Jers' Ain't an MC in our lane to try and merge Try and run with our wave But I'm
my side Red fload the blood where's my false lover's died Brown was the earth that they threw on his grave Yellow the flower that over him wave [ piano
And as the smoke was clearing he said, "Give me one good reason why" What a strange, strange boy He sees the cars as sets of waves Sequences of mass
[ Loretta Lynn ] Well how many times have you waved bye bye and left me at home just to sit and cry Now look who's lonely look who's blue You didn't think
