I drive tonight, you're miles away, from heavy eyes, roadside bouquets I focus on your face again, you're the rose upon my meridian The yellow lines
I drive tonight, you're miles away, from heavy eyes, roadside bouquets I focus on your face again, you're the rose upon my meridian The yellow lines they
ya head like a natty dread then call myself Collar Ratsi Professionally trained, I am for your artery I give the autographs but charge for photography Not hardly kid, you awkward
ya head like a naughty Dread then call myself Collar Ratsi Professionally trained, I am for your artery I give the autographs but charge for photography Not hardly kid, you awkward
I did it, and it was, I tell you, I was getting hot, see my shirt? Phyllis: I'm ready! I got the shirt, I got the pants, and I got the belt with that
is that, being that monster? Oh, just, I can't stand it, I, I think I'm gonna be sick, I have to vomit. FZ: She just, she tells me she has to vomit,
head like a natty dread then call myself Collar Ratsi Professionally trained, I am for your artery I give the autographs but charge for photography Not hardly kid, you awkward
