be that way 'cause I might be on that next train If I get around to it Oh no, Oh no, I'm so fucking undependable But you have to admit it's part of my
made it, my niggaz can never be faded This is my prophecy -- I gotta be paid All you cowards that try to stop me is beggin for early graves I thought
knock knock, come in come in! Knock knock knock knock, come in!! Who's at my door? (I don't know but let him in) [MC Serch] Come in, to my cribbo, no
way keep on moving forward and dont give up,no lets go back in time back to music of my mind with stevie playing piano just for you So what happened
give it up There's no easy way to say I'm gonna save my love for you Emmene moi Emmene moi... J'ai pose ces quelques mots Sur les notes du piano Pour
for the piano virtuoso I practiced 61 minutes a day I could never reach the keys But it was all OK How 'bout a cheer for the humour in my brother
I've got secrets kept my own. A piano shooting arrows like a bow. And I've got stories for the road. I've got stories I can tell that you don't know.
yea fly like a kite no cops in sight, racin' through the city runnin'every red light, drivin' like i hate my life, got a cairn in my vein and my brain
roam You'll appreciate my wisdom Someday when you're older and you're grown Can't wait 'til you have a couple little children of your own You'll thank me for
how to reach you I hear your voice in the wind I feel you under my skin Within my heart and my soul I wait for you Adagio All of these nights without you All of my
THE OTHER WAY AND LOOK FOR SOMETHING WE WILL NEVER FIND IMAGINARY DAY.WHEN PAIN IS WASHED AWAY WAITING FOR FREEDOM GIVE US REASON TO LIVE MISSING YOU A HOTEL WHERE NOBODY STAYS A PIANO
I don't mind, I've got my way of living Even if it's only for the ride I don't mind if people find me lazy I could say it's only for the fun Step inside
if you're right It doesn't rain in England If you're right They don't drink wine in France If you're right Picasso played piano and Fred Astaire Could never really dance My
I dig Reeds: What about it? Brass: N. Y. is big Reeds: People tout it Brass: I flip my wig Reeds: What about? Brass: 'Bout a street I dig Piano
Listen to me baby and I don't mean maybe. Listen to my story, it's terrifficly true. I gotta find a way of telling you that I really go for you. I
