the things you said How you told me to myself be true My faith in things unseen My belief that it'll all work out May seem like a strange cup of tea
the things you said how you told me to my self be true My faith in things unseen, My belief that it'll all work out May seem like a strange cup of tea
Tradução: Sister Hazel. Copa extraña de té.
of the things you said how you told me to my self be true My faith in things unseen, My belief that it'll all work out May seem like a strange cup of tea
: Turn the wrong way your socks don't change Your shirt could too but the shoes are strange Eyes are facing the other way In backward talk you try to
a motherfucker deeper than me bitch dead Ya dig, this here is big biz and I scream fuck it Whoever it is I am the Rhyming Oasis I got a cup of ya time
tea pot colder than a ski shop holding on to THE top, and even if i let go i still wont d-rop [Chorus] I am the Rhyming Oasis I got a cup of ya time
The wind's whistling my mind's twisting I was making myself the usual cup of tea when the doorbell strangely rang Because I've been up here for a while
like a ??? like a dream , that I can see like a house wife like a rapist like a tea cup like a bed pan like a cold sore like an old friend, nothing seems
that? After I came home from work, id leave the TV off, until I got in the kitchen made a cup of coffee or tea, with like 4 sugars, got my cigarettes ..
Name a motherfucker deeper than me, bitch dead Ya dig, this here is big biz And I scream fuck it, whoever it is I am the rhymin' oasis I got a cup of
and that's what's wonderful, yeah She's unusually unusual And that's beautiful to me Some people may think she's strange A different cup of tea but
he Casablanca Blind to it, but I'm a grind him up a cup of Sanka Servin' dimes loves on tennis courts and sorts Laid back like grown folks sippin' tea
and bees And things like that, you know Early in the morning when the sun goes up Mitch Mover awakes and he drinks a cup Of tea and he takes his botanical
Cigarette, a cup of tea, a bun Ooh, ooh Button up your sheepskin Caraway Rainy cafe, Kentish Town, Tuesday Barry's looking through the Racing Post Orders
This all started the way things do with a laugh and a cup of tea Around the fire as we sheltered from those wicked winds in front Of that old TV and we
Look at a mirror In my tea Watching it in my cup Change a little my make-up In my tea Moving reds and pinks Fun factory of lipsticks In my tea And this
