by my heart, sir, is a message, send it please And with it send this little band of gold". Chorus I promised you sweetheart someday I'd meet you, Your
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em all Broke 'em all down and unwrapped 'em all Just two words ***, duffle bag I just know it so well, can't help but brag Gold mouth got 10, mail man
little favor for him. Well, everything dies, baby that's a fact But maybe everything that dies some day comes back. Put your makeup on, fix your hair
Older man Gold chains around his neck And a pretty young thing Hangin' on his arm I bet he's got a couple of them Little blue pills She ain't gonna but
Ho, hey I see the band played on And they were singin' my song I see the band played on And they were singin' my song I see the band played on And they
, so so unique Might slap your man or just thump your freak I come to your town, I'm not under I want your name and your telephone number You think I
wedding bells will never ring for me I planned a little cottage in the valley I even bought a little band of gold I thought some day I'd place it on your
waitin' right there for me And she knows where I'll be when the sun goes down I'm a stand by my woman man Our world turns around a little gold band
5'9"] The lack of your strength is the end of where my bladder begins Yeah, 5-9'll piss or shit on your pad or your pen Go ahead, gather your men The
, rollin' with steel Eatin' Jamaican food under the wheel You know the deal, book somethin' then blow Went from a O to a low, little apartment in Brookdale Gold
feeling my spot? Why you *** getting mad at us? We shit on your floors All in your house, ***, our strategies is different from yours Listen, you come
're living right, but we know it's nonsense In case you forgot, just check your conscience At showtime, I blow lines, you don't get yours, I get mine Your
Your Bumpin' Right Now, This Might Be Your Callin' To Our Carnival Ground, Tell Me This Mother Fucker Trully, How You Livin'? Ever Get The Urge Maybe Do A Little
to see, Jam Master jammin' Couldn't wait to see, Jam Master jam He adds a little soul to rock 'n' roll Every record that he touches, turns to gold He
always be But that's the very same thing, you once told me And you still had my little golden band on your hand Does my little band of gold mean nothing
