[Utterson] You have your work And nothing more ! You are possessed- What is your demon ? You've never been This way before- Where is the fire
Baby, work me 'Til I want no more Baby, work me 'Til I want no more Want you to work me, baby Lord how, make me feel it Want you to do me Baby, I will
At the doors of Babylon, You are my Zion, Pacing Tiger, The keeper's cage, Invisible light shoots from your eyes, A sign I can see from my high rise,
We, Jah people, can make it work; Come together and make it work, yeah! We can make it work; We can make it work. Five days to go: working for the next
Ughh, gimme some Ughh, yeah, yeah, yeah, heh Ughh, get sticky with it Ughh, get your name back Not that, ughh Nigga wanna lay up on my couch, watchin
(all right you Chipmunks! Ready to sing your song? -I'll say we are! -Yeah! -Let's sing it now! Okay, Simon? -Okay! Okay, Theodore? -Okay! Okay, Alvin
They oughta' run your picture in a magazine 'Cause you're the hardest working woman I've ever seen If we weren't sinkin' in a river of debt I'd say, "
You can see that you're being surrounded From every direction And love was just something you found To add to your collection It used to seem we were
Dancing on the speakers Are you peaking with tweakers Bigots and the breeders on the scene The night don't last forever So get your shit together Open
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A perfect day to get out of bed Shower, dress, shave, kiss you on the head Then I hit the office and my head starts to swim A perfect day to just walk
Andy was a Catholic The ethic ran through his bones He lived alone with his mother Collecting gossip and toys Every Sunday when he went to Church He'
Baby the harder you work The further you get with me, with me I think you can, I think you can Turn up, prepare and make sure That you can keep up with
In the night I look for love Endless strength from the man above God of piston, god of steel God is here behind the wheel I'm just working for the man
The steaks are getting cold on the table I've got the TV on to "That's Incredible" Every other woman is hot apple pie so why isn't he home on time? He
Ohhh whooaa if you cant find your way look for me Mr Munk oooooooo oooooooooo a??you cant find your way look for me [Chipmunk] god bless Oh yes And once
Nasty girl in my bedroom Look at the sky, it's a full moon It's going down, she feelin right I'm a fill her up, she keep it tight Coconut Ciroc, call
Hey, hey, hey, hey Dear I love music, baby, there goes the kiss Because she's my lady But everybody wants to try me lately So I'm easin' off the bus