fade away With no goodbyes - or anything We slept right through the yesterdays 'Cause everybody was in our way Goodbye my loves You can have my heart
my head The last I saw of oklahoma A gas station fading in the dusk Goodbye my father, I thought, I'm carrying the light The light of my comanche Make
Walk without my arm about you, Baby Oh, Baby, please come back or you'll break my heart for me 'Cause I don't want to walk without you No, siree Last
a look of defeat? I feel the end is near my little Monday night whore, My little Saturday night became a Sunday remorse. And it's all over America, God
this way still tellin ucks-lay, icks-bay my ick-day excuses my ick-pay ademlay uck-fay ick pay. (50 cent) Chorus 1 this rap game this rap game i aint selling my
I walked passed the highway late last night, to try and say goodbye to everyone and everything. To try and see if you could sing just one last song for
this song is to you my love your lipstick stained my heart a different shade of black need to make ourselves fall as like everything in this world the
that's in my mirror And as I think to myself I'm hearin somebody else scream at me (shhh....) I no longer hear from Could it be the unknown Sneaking into my
ever did in New York was die That's all I ever did in L.A. was die So put em' up, put em' up to the sky And wave goodbye to Miss American Pie Cuz you
ay my ikcd-ay, 'scuse my igp-ay atinl-ay But uckf-ay you igp-ay [Chorus: 50 Cent {*sung*}] This rap game, this rap game I ain't sellin' my soul for this
way still tellin ucks-lay, icks-bay my ick-day excuses my ick-pay ademlay uck-fay ick pay. (50 cent) Chorus 1 this rap game this rap game i aint selling my
a look of defeat? I feel the end is near my little Monday night whore, My little Saturday night became a Sunday remorse. And it's all over America, The
my head The last I saw of Oklahoma A gas station fading in the dusk Goodbye my father, I thought, I'm carrying the light The light of my Comanche Make
a bike. (How to ride a bike without training wheels) And he's my best friend, he's my only friend. Cause he's there when I need him. My Invisdabul Timmy
deaths of early stars of rock and roll, Buddy Holly, Richie Valens, J.D. Richardson (The Big Bopper). Don McClain wrote the song "American Pie" about this tragedy.) "American