Take a look and see What's become of me Remember how it used to be People that we'd meet Were falling at your feet You didn't eve see it Time marches
Ask me, I'm fine or I will be I got a bullet-proof vest on and the cure for AIDS and a pill that makes me happy Ask me, I'm fine or I will be I've got
It seems like every day's the same And I'm left to discover on my own It seems like everything is gray And there's no color to behold They say it's over
I lost my shoes I lost my wife I lost my keys I lost my kite And though Ia??m young at heart Ia??m so much older Subway eyes and banked
Soon I woke when I was sleeping with a restless reaching feeling but did not know what I was reaching for. I got up and started walking, but soon found
Oh, true fine mama, she's really on the ball Yes, true fine mama, she's really on the ball She hears my every plea, comes to my beckon call Oh, come
My man don't love me, treats me oh so mean My man he don't love me, treats me awful mean He's the lowest man that I've ever see He wears high trimmed
Bow, bow, bow, bow, bow Bow, bow, bow, bow, bow Bow, bow, bow, bow, bow Hurricane Bow, bow, bow, bow, bow Bow, bow, bow, bow, bow Bum bum bum Bum bum
Well girl you're fine on my mind all the time fine on my mind all the time I never met a woman quite like you and all the sweet things you do Stay fine
DJ Khaled She's blazin' up She's blazin' up the Gucci man It is from the wildy fuck because the side and up U' too t' bae I guess because the wildy tup
"Doctor Fine" is an instrumental.
Last night I saw you walking Past my bed late at night, And the moon shone Through your gown. Such a fine memory, I think I'm gonna take it with me.
Papers lie there helplessly In a pile outside the door I tried and tried, but I just can't remember What they're for The world outside is tugging Like
She said, "You look like a guy I used to know" And she was right, she stood biting on her lip Eyes upturned and then she said "I know, I know, I know
I've got the blues for San Francisco It's where I long to be I've got the blues for San Francisco It's where I long to be There's a club they call Sugar
