hopeless, soon to be the dopest, cat comin Track stunnin, fame singin, his name ringin Money starts to pile, honeys start to wild Top notch drop top make everything he drop hot He dream
Reflections of my own life flash like a fire Powder burns the memories life seems a bad dream Fall for cenetries physical and the mental When I crashed
I nibbled around your ears Before I suck upon your neck 'Oh, Money B,' yeah, that's what you'll be screamin' and creamin' But it's not a wet dream,
Livin' in my dreamworld, mem'ries of yesteryear Visions of Garbo, that old piano Those golden years are right here (I love 'em) Livin' in my dreamworld
Livin' in my dreamworld, memories of yesteryear Visions of Garbo, that old piano Those golden years are right here I love 'em Livin' in my dreamworld
hopeless soon to be the dopest, cat comin Track stunnin, fame singin, his name ringin Money starts to pile, honeys start to wild Top notch drop top make everything he drop hot He dream
just no more dreams to dream No more tears to cry-hi-hi Nothin' left to say but, Baby baby, bye bye ('Cause there's just, no more dreams to dream) (No
to do don't ask me why How sad my heart would be if you should go Though you're not good for me I want you so It's not the kind of love I've dreamed
you would let a doubt come in I'd rather die before this day ends [ piano ] All of everything is nothing without you and many dreams I dream the way I do Without your love
a lazy river by the old mill run Lazy, lazy river in the noon day sun Linger awhile in the shade of the tree Throw away your troubles, dream a dream
, damn fools, Stak hard on ya too We ain't gone play with this shit, same label and shit Like brothers, different mothers, but we twins in this shit Like piano
never thought it would turn out this way So sing with me softly As the day turns to night And later I?ll dream of paradise with you I love you and good
Sitting here wasted and wounded at this old piano Trying hard to capture the moment this morning I don't know 'Cause a bottle of vodka is still lodged
bulldog You better leave her alone (meow, meow) Don't you know my kitten is a dream? Don't you know my kitten is a dream? So, get your hands off of her
Palmer-piano, Fred Jordan-guitar William Willis-bass, Phillip Paul-drums, unk strings. Transcriber: Awcantor@aol.com Intro: instrumental & strings Sleep, sleep, sleep How we love
to pull my dick 'cause I look like Ryan Seacrest I'm buzzin' like a bees nest Stay up out my bees wax My people like to party so informants where the freaks at Livin' out my dream
it was a dream Remember how you made me crazy? Remember how I made you scream Now I don't understand what happened to our love But babe, I'm gonna get
' A girl with a sweet melody, don't you know The words are very easy to follow So you can know 'Pamela Jo' She loves to go to railroads on rainy days Dream