Open the door i want to be yours I told you before i tried to be yours Where did you go X4 CHORUS: Maybe you were too bored maybe you were too bored
nimble I go crazy when I hear a cymbal And a hi hat with a souped up tempo I'm on a roll and it's time to go solo Rollin' in my 5.0 With my ragtop down
bell to answer One less egg to fry One less man to pick up after No more laughter, no more love Since he went away Oh why did he go Oh why did he go
With you it never ends Chorus: We can go round and round and round Baby we can go round and round and round but damn you tear my heart apart, yeah We can go
Yo... Same song and dance Damn girl, everywhere I go Same song and dance I like the way you move! All over the globe Same song and dance Something about
wheel And all i wanna do is go to the mall and take hailie on the carousel Without this crowd everywhere I go, but life is like a merry-go-round Here we go
see aint no reason to set the dogs on me, [Verse 3] Boy dont jinx yourself, boy I’m Michael Spinks with the belt, Stringer bell boy, my name rings bells
(Chorus: 50 Cent) My buddy, my buddy Wherever I go, he go My buddy, my buddy Can run for your life on the stick up out the window My buddy, my buddy
't know how but I suddenly lose control There's a fire within my soul Just one look and I can hear a bell ring One more look and I forget everything Jajja Jia, here I go
I went to your house I walked up the stairs And I opened your door without the ringing the bell Walked down the hall Into your room where I could smell
I went to your house Walked up the stairs I opened your door without ringing a bell I walked down the hall Into your room Where I could smell you And
used to be But I am holy I don't need to go to church 'Cause I am holy I don't need to preach your dirt 'Cause I am holy I don't need to go to school
Go as a luxury pass on to the middle class Why are poor paying pounds for the broken glass And as we point our fingers we turn our backs We cant accept
Fresh dressed 'cause I shop at Models Deep in Brooklyn I ride the elevated trains Used to ride the D to beat the morning bell At Edward R. Morrow out
beat That's the jingle bell rock Jingle bell, jingle bell, jingle bell rock Jingle bells chime in, jingle bell time Dancin' and prancin' in jingle bell
you couldn’t go, You know where I’m talking, You are too dramatic. No, no, no, no, you’re not the one I thought you were. Now there’s another ringing my bell
easy to cry Another day that pases How he tries to hide Confused with how hes feeling Ends up wanting much more Waits for the bell to ring But
