all the time, oh yeah Do my very best all the time Oh, I know, I know I'll do my very best all the time, yeah I'll do my very best all the time Oh, I
very best, try to save the rest all the time, oh yeah Do my very best all the time Oh, I know, I know I'll do my very best all the time, yeah I'll do
time of my life, watching the clock tick. All the time, where did all the time go? It's too late to say goodnight. Time flies when you're having fun. Time
All the time yes darling all the time tenderly constantly I'll love you Every day I'll prove it every way in happiness or in loneliness I'll love you
always ended up in the quiet storm, warm in the bedroom a lil bit of heat and alittle bit of spice but no 2 people got along all the time alright so lets stick together like the Al Green
in a wall, shotting pool On top of the world, and a nigga still paying dues Singing the blues, cause saturday morning mom bumped it Love and happiness, Al Green
stay? [Al Green, BB King:] Take me to the river And wash me down Won't you cleanse my soul Put my feet on the ground One more time ! [Al Green, BB
me Money rules everything, around a G You gotta get up get out, get on and get your paper It's Y2K mayn, no time for you fakers [Z-Ro:] All I ever wanted
[Al-D:] I lost everything I had y'all, before all the fame So I remain the same, cause real niggaz don't change I shedded tears through the years, who
Fly over 101 freeway, run like Flash on speedways Human-made man machine move like Jim Kelly with Afrosheen Green Bay ninja green with technical electric
'all With the keys right there I'm ready to drive Like a eagle at 12 I'm ready to fly Pager going off, the cell phones ringin' Al Green's playin' and
Rose [Chorus] Love is down through the hardest times Sometimes I put Al Green on and think of Rose Being with you is just a state of mind Girl, thinking about you all the time
might go right through ya So I'ma stop talking shit and let this music do ya Cause when I think about High School I pop in theWu When I hear Al green
Time: 3:59 Al Jardine/Ron Altbach Lady lady lady lady Won't you come here and lie lady Lynda with me We can lie in the green canyon meadows And we'
soul a la mode (a la mode) The soul provider... (Chorus) Verse 2: Sacred living. Sinning like you can't forgive him. Suspending time with my time spent
prolly cause yo baby mama in my lap slerping. hit the freeway goin 77 south thick light skinned dime setting off the mouth. take your time speed it up really don't matter at all
smilin at you Even though your with the misses, she thinks your delicious It's something that this blue sky does Green grass, enough Bud, it's summer-time
you (ooooo) Hit the scene used to be about the team but yo pockets have green niggas hit the scene but I guess all about the green that's all in yo jeans
