gone is the summer gone is the autumn gone are the memories gone are the days i had with you gone is the laughter
One's through the door, the other is through me Sometimes livin' in a world like this It's pretty hard not to go insane Not pretty if you don't comply Pretty
flow, it's alright, it's okay, we're alone baby [Nivea:] baby we can take our time [both:] let it go, let it flow, it's alright, it's okay, we're alone
whip you in Starsky bring home the dough now the show is over (It's over) It's over? (It's over) It's over? [Lord Superb] Timberland, crack snorkels,
out why we fight I'm feelin' shot, why did you make me cry City lights, pretty bright Wonderin' can I fly tonight All alone by the phone Knowin' that our love is gone
and ride, Cause you heard that a playa just went gone, Cause I attact all the pretty hoes, Don mack and it's on with the pretty clothes, And I set off
a lot of pretty girls So, forgive me if I don't remember you So, many faces, so many places Said it's hard to track anyone And there's too many New
'd sail into the light of day If I had your love forever Sail into the light of day Pretty songs and pretty places Places that I've never seen Pretty songs and pretty
the sun's settin' down on our town, on our town, Goodnight. Up the street beside that red neon light, That's where I met my baby on one hot summer night
lady went and boarded the bus, My lady's gone and boarded the bus, chasing miss pretty, chasing miss pretty, Chasing miss pretty, chasing miss pretty, chasing miss pretty, chasing miss pretty
's a summer moon shining through my room Just like it did that night You laid me down we tossed and turned We bathed in that blue light I was gone as
Jane, oh now Jane You got me like a dog, oh now Jane It's hard biding my time You're sitting pretty in the light For your word know when i'm gone you'
Now it's you and I, it's you and me now We drive through empty streets in the summer night As the sun comes up we leave the city Now when the light's
Custom IPods with the rhinestones Nextel camera phones with all the hot ringtones Light skin 'til black little PYT's Boricua mami's that like to eat Mickey D's
and flop My glock stay cocked and I keep flashing shrome One, one, two, two, two, three three three, four Hot damn, summer in the city Drop looking pretty, sitting on 20's
We got acquainted on a warm summer's night top floor of your apartment was where we started clicking for the first time. And our future it was so bright
head And flung it ?®round till it was dead And it's summer here Out behind the barber shop The barber's burning hair He lights it laughing to himself
England in the summer is a pretty sight Flowers in the meadow in the morning light You know, satisfy the song inside And the dream is making you care,
