dat ik gay was yo zo ziek ze dachten dat ik aids had, maar dat heb ik niet nee man dat heb ik niet boy, dus noem me John F. Yayo, want ze kennen die
me out Now who's these crazy niggaz, drinkin crazy, pussy, out of crazy straw Thinkin they crazy hardcore, crazy metaphor Matter of fact I think them niggaz is gay
Let Italy boast of her gay gilded waters Her vines and her bowers and her soft sunny skies Her sons drinking love from the eyes of her daughters Where
the picture of you in his hand. (really wicked danny kootch jazz solo ala john coltrane) Now they've thrown out all the undesired, Morbid dreams behind a gay
it's way, Do not go gentle into that good night. Grave men, near death, who see with blinding sight Blind eyes could blaze like meteors and be gay,
know I've done wrong." "it was once in the saddle I used to go dashing: It was once in the saddle I used to go gay. First to the dram house
Away, ye gay landscapes, ye gardens of roses! In you let the minions of luxury rove; Restore me the rocks where the snow-flake reposes, Though they are
Scotland for ever (scotland the brave) : to cliff hanley Let italy boast of her gay gilded waters Her vines and her bowers and her soft sunny skies Her
There was nae sic a bonnie tree In a' the country side Oh rowan tree How fair was thou in summer time Wi' a'thy clusters white How rich and gay thy
an' Sam MacKee were a-wooin' in the hall. So cold an' stiff was John MacVay, they used him for a servin' tray. CHORUS: For ev'ryone was blithe and gay
will tell; Let the welkin now become uproarious, Oh, ding-a-dong-a-dell! [ENTER MARY, ESCORTED BY FULTON] ALL: Clear the way! Hail the bride! Sweet and gay
(John/Fernanda) Aerosmiths Well I give up understanding It's against my will Time's pushing me away from the pop 'Cause I feel like a robber And I look
shit jealous ass niggas, i aint gotta prove shit that means you could die from the felt response fear my next move, like Eminem huggin on Elton John
your favorite Prince song is the same as mine you quit smoking now you're biking for Gay Pride miss watching Xena glad you don't work at Papa John's you
a bird to a brother with a flock what They got some nerve They even try share the turf On john j Flap a nigga gay With the word play Hot neck shoot you
a stupid punk song. Where my dogs at? I love her, how about that? Our old drummer's name is Pat. John DeDom wears a dumb hat. Girls make me act way too gay
I'm the nicest dude out since "Reasonable Doubt" Say it ain't so Rest In Peace Luther, there's some other niggaz gay on the low So live, who can see '
. ???, Have we found a new disease? David Beckham, Posh Beckham, earthquake, and vanity, the Rolling Stones still play, we all know Tom Cruise is gay