(Hey man) oh leave me alone you know (Hey man) oh Henry, get off the phone, I gotta (Hey man) I gotta straighten my face This mellow thighed chick
what's on your mind And we can sit and work out and everything will be fine But yo don't stress me [Hook] [Verse 3:] Yo my own moms and pops couldn'
And the Air of flair The Duke of dare, the Mayor of debonaire Got fine, drink wine Can dance and dine Got a first class female oh so fine [Chorus] Hey
I can hear her heart beat for a thousand miles And the heavens open every time she smiles And when I come to her that?s where I belong Yet I?m running
arms C'mon, c'mon.. and let me rock you to the beat Rockin it, shockin it, yes we are - sounds so sweet and mellow Movin and groovin and yes we are -
't wait) Romeo: Eh yo, Batman, kick it Batman: I never met, a girl so fine You seem to be, always on my mind, my mind, baby And there's nothing I wouldn
[Strophe 1: Jason Manns] I can feel her heart beat from a thousand miles And the heavens open every time she smiles And I'm running to her, that's where
once and almost completely He's in love with the world And sometimes these feelings can be so misleading He turns and says, "Are you alright?" Oh, I must be fine
for hours and hours and days and days Thinkin about all the cash this pays But nevertheless I gotta, be the best I gotta, dress to impress, and have
mothers crazy I think she sniffs glue she never liked me and I know that's true Kicked me out the crib becuz I got a tattoo No one loves me and no one cares and
a advance and catch chance writer's block After spendin the first and last penny My own worst enemy Tell me if I'm OD and usual flow And made deals with
Thumbs, who wants to get the easy funds He whispered in my eardrum "Let's take over the entire city, and split the dough Me you and Frank Nitty and Siegel and
re living yours So fuck them his and hers [CHORUS] Some say life is short man It all depends on who you're asking No regrets rolling and passing Round and round and
that's a party foul, Hell yeah, that's a Party Foul, We got woman, ladies and players, hippies, rockers and kickers, the beer is good, and the wine is fine
Stick up kids is out to tax Spring again, and I'm feelin fine Pass me an ice-cold glass of wine So I can get mellow Lay back, and let my girl play the
beat Hey, fellas (What) Ain't she fine (Yeah) Hey, fellas (What) She blew my mind (Yeah) Hey, fellas (What) Ain't she sweet (Woo-wee) And hey, fellas (What) Ain't she fine
Cause you were quick to leave and (Ohhh...) You were quick to go and I said, "Yes, whatever, OK, now lemme get the door, " You walked and when I tried