) [chorus] So put your hands up Hands up You know you can't stop Can't stop So put your hands up Hands up Wooh ooh ooh So put your hands up Hands up
(Alan Jackson) Where were you when the world stopped turning that September day Out in the yard with your wife and children Working on some stage in
late in september memories I can't erase the shiver through autumn the memory of your face 'cause I grew much older I wonder whatever I could have done
' Bill) I swear to God if you fuckers fuck this up for the rest of us you will not get any pudding, none! (Do you wanna know why?) The seventh of September
were the only one in the room And I sailed around all those bumps in the night to your beacon in the gloom I thought I had found my golden September in
Guy- "What's up AZ?" AZ - "Maintainin' G" Guy- "I'm sayin' tough titties somebody gotta suck it, I'm casin the joint what's up?" AZ - "I'm sayin' there
getting colder you can play it off with a scarf or a sweater. if worse comes to worse you can say that it will only get better. i woke up this morning
Lean my forehead against the window glass, it bends the lights that drip. Inside, spent days roaming room to room with instincts un-applied. September
him screaming He?s screaming his throat red He lays alone, no one to hold his hand, no one to tell him goodbye He lies alone reaching for hands not there
Look. Me, in four I was born in a war-torn corner. Jenin, Phaliastine (Palestine) where the bombs stomped on us Try to escape but they never stop falling on us We'd end up
There could be something to the higher star. You lie to him and you know who we are. Did I amuse you with my operating hand? With a dance and a kiss
Wake up Maggie I think I've got something to say toyou It's late September And I really should be back at school I know I keep you amused But I feel
do the dishes, Wipe off the table. Make a fresh pot of coffee, Maybe light up a cigarette. Go and sit on the front porch, Watch the sun going down. Holding hands
It's pretty cold for late September The autumn wind is creeping in The summer sun packed up it's long gone There's a whole lot of leaving going on, yeah
[VERSE 1: Mondo] Now I can remember: way back in the winter, or September It was '93 when we got signed, music was destiny We'd flee the spot to Unique
Just like my daughters That's my word! Polka dot Connection Shine just apostle [Ghostface] Yo, my whole body like a spoiler kid, draped in the latest hits Both hands
