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Stacy's Mom has got it goin' on, Stacy's Mom has got it goin' on, Stacy's Mom has got it goin' on, Stacy's Mom has got it goin' on. Stacy can I come
I ain't tryna be ya boyfriend, lemme manage ya Yeah, these girls like me 'Cause I show 'em somethin' icy Roll somethin' nicely, make her wanna have a
These writings are to those who have weeped These writings are to those who haven't looked deeply enough Into the correct resolution Wrong again but
Away in a manger, No crib for His bed The little Lord Jesus Laid down His sweet head The stars in the bright sky Looked down where He lay The little
Every rock band has this guy Not many people really know why He's got a cell phone and a backstage pass He's got a big gut and a big fat ass He's a big
Driving on the lawn sleeping on the roof will be naked in the pool while our parents are on Fire Island drinking all the alcohol all the kids from school
Come on, now get your ass out of bed You head what the man said The crew is already gone We were all kinda high, but man what were you on? Tried to take
Halley's waitress never comes around She's hiding in the kitchen She's nowhere to be found I just want some coffee Is that too much to ask? Halley's waitress
Sleeping on a planter at the Port Authority Waiting for my bus to come Seven scotch-and-sodas at the office party Now I don't remember where I'm from
Working all day for a mean little man With a clip-on tie and a rub-on tan He's got me running 'round the office like a dog around a track But when I get
Sitting in traffic on the Tappan Zee Fifty million people out in front of me Trying to cross the water but it just might be a while Rain's coming down
I used to know you when we were young You were in all my dreams We sat together in period one Fridays at 8:15 Now I see face in the strangest places Movies
He was killed by a cellular phone explosion They scattered his ashes across the ocean The water was used to make baby lotion The wheels of promotion were
The clock's running down The team's losing ground to the opposing defense The young quarterback waits for the snap When suddenly it all starts to make
While I down Kentucky bourbon I am waiting for a call And the moon and stars tonight Are playing shadows on the wall With the moon the way it is, dear
Hey Sweet Annie Don't take it so bad You know the summer's coming soon Though the interstate is choking under salt and dirty sand And it seems the sun
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