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buffet of meat is all you can eat They´ll never see trough my disguise I´ll season them all with my special sauce I´ll bang the flesh to tenderize Babez Babez for breakfast and bitches for brunch Babez Babez for breakfast and more sluts for lunch Babez for bre

there's a man I know At least I used to years ago I didn't really mind He used to come 'round all the time Of course he had to be fed I had to give him a bed He used to kip on my sofa They used to call him a loafer I've heard he's changed A lot since then But some of his way

for breakfast, cup of tea for the man 4 more years of this shit and i'll be on 16 grand pushing the trolley, doing the rounds 4 more years of this shit and i'll be one of these clowns in my office on the fifth floor biscuits for breakfast biscuits

I woke up from a nightmare and I couldn't speak 'Cause the Devil slipped a mickey in my bedstand drink Then Jesus made me breakfast with his fresh white chateau on Well, I ain't got the money to go to town The cupboard it was empty before he cam

is Jack? Jack is in your head Who is Jack? Jack is in your bed And Jack's been reading, Jack knows everything And Jack's been havin' little daydreams And Jack wants to keep your fingernails clean And Jack is sitting at your breakfast table Jack is all around But y

you to the airport; wait 'til it's time to go. I've checked the weather report; they say it will not snow And all the planes can come and go. But I think the ceiling is too low, So you can't go. Blueberries for breakfast, love in the afternoon, Butterflies in my trouser

night is almost over So I'm.... What about.... Can I tuck you in? Can I fluff your pillow? Can I sing you a lullaby? Come on baby Can I, can I have breakfast in bed? Can I give you that feeling? Can we share a sunrise together? Where are you sleeping, baby What are you do

when I awoke The morning blues hung over me So, I looked it straight in the eye I jumped into the shower For ’bout an hour Aw it was fine Yeah, it helps me all the time It’s soothin’ to mind Just to see those blues Go slippin’ down the drain Now I usually have my breakf

I like them fresh Ripped from beneath the chest I tear your tummy open for the womb Leaving you screaming with a fatal wound The lilac colour of the half dead baby Oh yes… I get to see it daily That’s my nourishment, no games with poop Protect your girl good, or I’m gett

honey can make you turn your head now Money honey can get you where to get now Money honey can give you what you can get know Money honey you ain't got no respect You smile at a fortune just to see what you can get And money honey got your breakfast in

D. Woods] You make me hotter than Jamaica Proceed with caution cause you're dangerous Maybe it's just cause you're Blasian Cause every minute boy I'm tryin' to savor all [Dawn] when you're passing by me, I just (want to do) Every little thing she wouldn't (do for

That junkie logic is bound to fail We've heard it all before You defend yourself with tooth and nail But never fight the downward spiral war Here we g...

aren't paved with gold they're grey Houses don't sparkle they're cold with decay People won't smile their looks defile The image I'm trying to portray All I want is a bed and breakfast Marmalade, toast and tea Bedsits or sharing, over

have a heart I swear I do But just not baby when it comes to you I get so hungry when you say you love me If you know what's good for you I think you're hot I think you're cool You're the kinda guy I'd stalk in school But now that I'm famous, you

I get too drunk, would you take me home? Or would you leave me in this club on my own? I don't know nobody, these are all your friends But a couple look nice, nice enough to buy my breakfast I wasn't even 'bout to come tonight But I look way too good to stay in

This morning you have time for a hot home cooked breakfast Delicious and piping hot in only 3 microwave minutes… (Are you kidding?) Yo, pretty packages of fro...

This morning you have time for a hot home cooked breakfast Delicious and piping hot in only 3 microwave minutes… (Are you kidding?) Yo, pretty packages of frosted deli...

RAH! I have a heart I swear I do But just not baby when it comes to you I get so hungry when you say you love me If you know what's good for you I think you're hot I think you're cool You're the kinda guy I'd stalk in school But now that I'm famous, you're up my anus

RAH! I have a heart I swear I do But just not baby when it comes to you I get so hungry when you say you love me If you know what's good for you I think you're hot I think you're cool You're the kinda guy I'd stalk in school But now that I'm famous

father sailed away, the band played tunes of glory A giant man with ribbons, bedeviled dignity A regimental sergeant, the backbone of the Empire For God and righteous glory bound for High Germany Sweet Lord, I was just seven when Margaret was eleven They served us war for breakfast

in the september air and I gotta be in court at noon I was, I was just about to have my lunch but i think she took all my spoons I'm buck hungry All I got is cinnamon and no powder for my puddin' green And I smell, I smell that prime roast beef Driftin

froggy went a-courting and he did ride, A froggy went a-courting and he did ride, A froggy went a-courting on a little white horse, A sword and pistol by his side. He went down to Miss mouse's door, He went down to Miss mouse's door, He went down to M

ve been doing my best to make church on Sundays And ain't been calling in hungover most Mondays I guess you could say I'm being grown up I got my shit together and oddly enough I don't mind 'Cause it's about time But if you second guessin', don't think for a second Th

and coffee black It's breakfast time again You and me, recovery Waiting for it to kick in We fell in love Got all screwed up And held on for dear life Oh lord we pray We medicate until we're stabilized We wore the crown We painted the town And held on fo

come from a land of kebabs and curries, Second helpings, no worries. Pile the carbs upon the plate, Then one day, it's too late. No breakfast, no luncheon, Just carpets I'm munching, A thimble of self-esteem. Glazed nothing for afters, an absence of laughter, The sadd

Shepherd, Oh Shepherd or The Sheep are in the Wilderness Oh shepherd, oh shepherd will you come home Will you come home, will you come home? Oh shepherd, oh shepherd will you come home To your breakfast in the morning What have you got for my breakfast... If I do com

Intro: Gucci Mane] Dimitri, Mike and Gucci [Verse 1] Laying on the front line, vibing to the bass drums Sipping on a 40 And someone's on the rooftop, lighting up like Snoop Dogg And it's only Tuesday I just wanna have a good time in the city shine lights, baby, baby I don't need, I d

loved her. He chopped off his left arm. (The good one) And sent it to her with a box of chocolates. She ate the chocolates and watched T.V. He blew his brains out, picked them up Shoved them back upside his head Made breakfast, ate And tried again w

day I've been banging the walls, Like a prisoner in a cell If I don't get out I'm going to lose my mind There's got to be more for me--I'm tired of the same old scene I can't wait to see that face--to say goodbye--bye, bye I want to say goodbye I

up again this morning To play another game It comes without a warning It's nothing you can name It's raining in the meadow Shepherd's gone to town Wolf has finished breakfast No one else around And me, I'm feeling fine Still get lonely I don't mind And now we're out

ei, Nyt se tulee taas, Juuri kun me melkein päästiin kiinni rakkauteen Aina hetket katoaa Menneisyys ei mene pois, se saapuu uudelleen Ja taas uudelleen Taas uudelleen Uudelleen Kutsut Nyt voimat mahtavat Aika tullut on Taas kadut meille puhdistaa

kitchen walls with a thousand windows Turn on Winston in the den And I'm still asleep but I can hear the piano When you make breakfast after 10 And I smell the coffee on your fingers I still smell the perfume in the bed The crushed linen roses on everythi

my baby, she's so good to me. My baby, she's so good to me. I couldn't picked a sweeter cherry Off the cherry tree. She makes my breakfast in the morning, Love me all night long. She makes my breakfast in the morning, Love me all night long. Well, I love her, I love her, The

can do it, do it, do do do it You can do it you can do the Pac Man Pac Man Cereal, do the Pac Man with Pac Man marshamallows, you can open wide gobble up the ghosts that are hiding inside Marshmallow orange, red, pink and blue gobble up good cau

unless you're juvenile, let's go God bless you're amiss somewhere We're sick for the big sun It doesn't matter what you did and if you did like you've been told True and everlasting that's what you want True, true and everlasting that's what you want Don't say no, you're

home my child, stay home with me Stay home my child, stay home with me Oh please! When I first met you, you looked so soft Sso feminine, you looked so lost What a fool I was You called me manly, so masterful You called me manly, so powerful Was

quot;I'm the one who can please you" Ain't that what you said You seemed so alone I guess I was easily led I showed you my love But I guess that it went to your head When you were hungry I brought you your breakfast in bed Even it up, even it up, even it up Even i

want you to go I want you to know that I hate you so And all the f***en boys in the f***en bands Just shut up and get outta my car Nothing you know won't get you far enough the hell away from me Oh no! All the girls can see what you really are So don't min

turn the music down And I don't know why, this is my house I turn the music down And I don't know why, this is my house The best friend on the payroll No, no, no, it's not gonna work out It's not gonna work out, no, no, no, no The best friend on the payroll Oh, no, n

ngresse Qui buvait du lait Ah ! se disait-elle, Si je le pouvais Tremper ma figure Dans mon bol de lait Je serais plus blanche Que tous les Anglais Un Britannique Dvant son chocolat Ah ! se disait-il, Et pourquoi ne pas Tremper ma figure Dans ce machin-l Je serais plus

re the type of guy that can't control your girl You try to buy her love with diamonds and pearls I'm the type of guy that shows up on the scene And gets the seven digits, you know the routine You're the type of guy that tells her, ''Stay inside'' While you're steady frontin in your ho

said baby, “I take you to New York city I buy you a dress so pretty Show the whole world that you’re with me” She said, “Honey, I know that you don’t got the money But I don’t care ’cause you love me... love me love me” But you gave me that Sunday morn

Sunday morning, On the bed two half-eaten croissants. Sunday morning, We'll soon be out on the boulevards. Monday morning, We have to fly back home agai...

he's drinking down the bourbon like it was soda pop, Trying to quell a feeling he knows ain't gonna stop, He's mortgaged out his blood for one more chance to breathe. He had the D.T.'s for breakfast, the shakes till noon, He picked up his bag and left the motel room, His head i

you lead the way I will follow Although it's not the way I would go They said don't take it Well, I won't They said don't fake it Well, I won't I would take you there I would, I would take you there But you wouldn't care Early in the morning, freezing J

comes up, it's Tuesday morning hits me straight in the eye guess you forgot to close the blind last night Oh, that's right, I forgot, it was me I sure do miss the smell of black coffee in the morning, the sound of water splashing all over the bathroom, the kiss that you

is drinking coffee Mary's drinking tea Betty's having breakfast In the plastic surgery Some say she's a beauty Some may say she's mad But she doesn't care what people say And dyes her red hair black You don't know what they will say You probab

tonight you sit in our home In a chair made of Chainsawed fingers and bones The ashes in the ash tray Aren't from cigarettes It's the chared remains Of the family pet The blood drips from your face Now with my finger I take a taste Granpa will be

me when you leave Ostentação, palavra que eu gosto de ouvir Sand touch your toes while you cookin' breakfast Pacific Ocean out the backyard lookin' sexy Straight shot, codeine, no chase Don't let y'all dreams go to waste [Chorus] I'ma need fresh air I'ma need fresh air I nee

boy I know is sick in his head - At least that’s what the doctors say he is Shut in his room for hours on end Looks like he’s forgotten, but is he His mind it ticks, more than you know One day something in his head will click Warders fill him full of lies, he fights