I, I am unfrail, catch you by the tail Put a letter in the mail that says, "Dear John" I could care less about your happiness Made this bed, made this
me out like as if my name was Sega But I ain't going out like no punk bitch Get used to one style and you know I might switch It up up and around, then buck buck
out like as if my name was Sega But I ain't going out like no punk bitch Get used to one style and you know I might switch It up up and around, then buck buck
convo You know how the song go Keep my freak on so Watch for Santo Pronto Buck 'em Like a bronco Turn him to a John Doe I make your body need bondo I
all about that 11 5 man Chorus Yella: Just gots to pack it, I'm in the back of the cabby Readin dear abby Like a cool john dillinger up in the 90's
with my Walkman bumpin' this Now I'm 'bouts ta get married, is it clever? Thought it was, till I got the Dear John letter Been down for ten bucks and
out like as if my name was Sega But I ain't going out like no punk bitch Get used to one style and you know I might switch It up up and around, then buck, buck
me out like as if my name was sega But I ain't going out like no punk bitch Get used to one style and you know I might switch It up up and around, then buck buck
ACTION: Hey, I got a social disease! A-RAB: So take him to a social worker! ACTION Dear kindly social worker, They say go earn a buck. Like be
line When I see the snow and feel the wind blowing Your nighties hugging them long johns of mine The noises you made at our supper table your habits my dear
dear life 'Cause this love is sure 'nough just like a rodeo Eight short seconds last a long time My life flashes before my eyes Ain't never been bucked
make it platinum and plus And even tried dust, put in handcuffs 'Member little John I snuffed Nigga startin' to act to tough Caught him off guard and got bucked
MRS. GABOR (Spoken) Dear Herr Stief - Moritz, I?ve spent the entire day thinking about your note Truly it touched me ? it did ? that you would think
A TRUE STORY Kate Clinton, John McCutcheon, & Betsy Rose One morning while reading the paper, in search of a new set of wheels The classifieds had
my Walkman bumpin this Now I'm bouts ta get married, is it clever Thought it was, till I got the Dear John letter Been down for ten bucks and got a eight
