Bio-Dome with Pauly Shore And, oh yeah, three of the airplane engines burned out And we went into a tailspin And crashed into a hillside And the plane exploded in a
not a cold sore (Not a cold sore) Whoops, my bad (Hope you're not sore at me) But you'll be madder at me when I finish part three of my confessions
Three days since we heard the tale About the guy who learned his woman was a she-male Yesterday it occurred to me That I've been watchin' a bit too much
in a can He gets a kick each time he makes a collect call To some guy he doesn't know who lives in Japan He's callin' strangers up at three in the morning
On The Wall" for the twenty-seventh time that day So, we pulled off the road at the last chance gas station Got a few more pickled wieners and a diet
that you're having my baby This miracle creates a stronger bond And it's so beautiful the way our love grows Now it's time to take it a little further
the time Because we were free (No, we were free) So young and free (Oh oh) And we didn't have a care in the world And we were just too young to understand, at
echo after each pause] Ya know... the street's different... stays as it likes... Either, headin into a storm... ya in a storm... or ya just got out of a
league Now it's biddin' war time I got a Bloomberg league So the hood's overwhelmed (why) They know it's the voice of the hustler whenever they hear son up at
to And it hurts to want everything And nothin' at the same time I want what's yours and I want what's mine I want you but I'm not givin' in this time
never Go to sleep made at each other, no baby And girl we said, ain't gonna be no secrets keep between One another no, no, no, no For three days or
Livin' my life in a slow hell Different girl every night at the hotel I ain't seen the sunshine in three damn days Been fuelin' up on cocaine and whiskey
forever Baby baby baby Call me when you get a chance Call me, call me, call When will you call For I've been worried 'bout you all night for a long time
my crew runs like the mob And the funk butter cup 'cause I'm a bastard at robbin' I shake the valleys over Cali when I'm spliffed up Rock a fifth up,
to the blind Bring a light into the darkness No one can deny As sure as there's a Heaven The Son's gonna rise and shine At the age of thirty-three The
nelly. what?s up dog, this ced the entertainer. get at me man. I been Hollerin? at you. man I been tryin? to call you ?bout three days. Done called your
Ha this is Michelle Ey, yo Nelly what's up dog, they said the entertainer Get at me man I been at a holiday Man I been tryin' to call you 'bout three days
, f'real Hey Ohh, N dey say, ohh, oh Oh, ohh, yeah, hey Ohh, N dey say, ohh, oh Oh, ohh I was at the gas station when a man walked past With a sign, "