you do me a favour? Could you beat me with a toilet brush? Phyllis: Beat you with a toilet brush? Aynsley: Shhh . . . someone might hear . . . yes, beat me with a
you look like you posed to look Gucci shoes, Gucci fit and a pocket book Let you party like a rock star, ride in a boxcar Have you gainin' weight everyday, eatin' lobster All you
Well I believed to my soul You're trying to make a fool out of me Last night you were dreaming and I heard you say Oh Johnny! When you know my name is Ray
a chair lookin' for a couch And I've been on a couch lookin' for a bed... Lookin' for a bed Lookin' for my, my... My right hand, my right hand man (repeat
that you write Just conceivably might Be a thought that you capture While coppin' a wink Doodlin' takes you beyond what you see When you write what you
back in the day, you dig Ray Charles, Nat King Cole, Miles Davis, Ella Fitzgerald Yeah Now "Chain Of Fools" and "Respect" Was the anthem of a woman,
believe to my soul now You're tryin' to make a fool of me (I believe it, I believe it) Last night you were dreaming and I heard you say "Oh, Johnny" when you
(Ray Charles) One of these days and it won't be long You're gonna look for me an' I'll be gone 'Cause (I believe, yes I believe) Said I believe right
. . . Aynsley: Say, could you do me a favour? Could you beat me with a toilet brush? Phyllis: Beat you with a toilet brush? Aynsley: Shhh . . . someone
just might be Wit my chain so bright Ray charles might see More ice on me than a game of hockey if you want a mean dick you can ride my six Suck a good
knuckles with a ruler Just like a nun from a catholic school I'll make ya drool, and play the fool Snatch ya by the ears, smack ya up like a queer Take a
: (Ray Charles) One of these days and it won't be long You're gonna look for me an' I'll be gone 'Cause (I believe, yes I believe) Said I believe right