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Who s that face
On today’s front page
Sticking to my shoe
Empty eyes
And a real good smile
That s all it takes
To sell the news
She got her name
On Gotham s tongue
But Mama Fame
She eats her young
And half a buck
Ain t half the price you pay

When you got
Broken children
Shot in black and white
Chasing wasted lives
And they can t wait
To go there

Daddy s money
Bought a first class seat
And they all just fly away
On a jet plane to nowhere
On a jet plane to nowhere

Well I m at a house party
At the Taj Mahal
The portrait hanging
On the wall
Has got too much wine
In her head
And she gets too close
And grabs my face
And says
If you like this place
Well, then you ought to see my bed
She gives an order
To the staff
Looks up
For the photograph
It s hard to know
If you should
Laugh or cry

When you got
Broken children
Shot in black and white
Chasing wasted lives
And they can t wait
To go there

Daddy s money
Bought a first class seat
And they all just fly away
On a jet plane to nowhere

The Hampton’s
Is a summer dream
Where little kings
Chase little queens
They eat it up like
Hungry wolverines
And it looks like
The fabric of their life is
Sewn tight
But it s ripping at the seams

Broken children
Shot in black and white
Chasing wasted lives
And they can t wait
To go there

Daddy s money
Bought a first class seat
And they all just fly away
On a jet plane to nowhere
Oh on a jet plane to nowhere
Oh on a jet plane to nowhere

There are wild and rocky hills on the coast of Donegal
And the fishermen are hearty, brave and free
and the big atlantic swell
is a thing they know right well
as they fight to make their living from the sea

Chorus:
With a pleasant rolling sea and the herring running free
and our ships all gliding...

This is harder then I thought it would be
Being there in my prozac dreams
Saw your beauty and I kept in mind
Imagine your smell and touch
Imagine all of us

I m sure we want to find our place
We re alone inside - that ll never change

GD & R time
FITB
FWIW
FUBAR
ICOCBW
ICOCBB

I m sure we...

Move chic time to crush. cobra kai cobra clutch. get on the floor and bounce baby b b b bounce baby. death touch hit the bottom hit the g spot i got em . oh snap bring it back. hit em with a soul clap. oh act...

Intro:
Work that flip, grind boy

1st Verse:
Hey baby, how you doing
Been a long time
I know you ve been grinding
Cause you gotta shine
So boy what s up, you been on my mind
Take a chick out, let her know what you about
You think cause you on dubs that you can t be called...

You could have been all I wanted
But you weren t honest
Now get in the ground
You choked off the short list of favors
But if you really loved me
You would have endured my world

Well if you re just, as I presumed
A whore in sheep s clothing
Fucking up all i do

The end, if...