and that's a fact And I can't hold it back Hold it back, hold it back She knows I can't She's a midnight, midnight girl And I'm a midnight man
that man But I see his six strings laid against that wall And all his things, they all look so small I got my fingers crossed on a shooting star Just
Communication breakdown, it's all the same Havin a nervous breakdown, draw you insane It's just pleasure and pain, pleasure and pain Another man's loss, another man
Yo jazzy whats happening man Yo ice cream tee is that jazzy jeff and the fresh prince Yeah tey made that rap tune girls aint nutin but trouble Those
Where's the party at? Forget it man, I can't lie I'm drunk as a skunk but I'm nothin' funk I shoots the game, the gift I spit The gift of gab boy, the
I'm touching close I'm holding bright, holding tight Give me shudders with a whisper take me high Till I I'm shooting a star Girls on film (she's more
[Daz] Motherfuckers know that it's on tonight we came in here to fuck it up with a shoot out or fight Niggas don't understand that it's on tonight hap
glimpse into the night I'm touching close, I'm holding bright, holding tight Give me shudders in a whisper take me up till I'm shooting a star Girls
town Now let me just talk to y'all one time Have you ever laid in a field of clover late into the night? An' watched a shooting star fall from heaven
that man But I see his six string laid against that wall And all those things, they looked so small I've got my fingers crossed on a shooting star Just
night Fuses pumping live heat twisting out on a wire I'm touching close I'm holding bright, holding tight Take me up til I'm shooting a star Girls on
say sinsanati bang goes, stars fangle hand cold as chris krango, we break hearts and crack rib praps, take trips far shop at the gap, ten by the rap gods shoot
(Daz) Motherfuckers know that it's on tonight we came in here to fuck it up with a shoot out or fight Niggas don't understand that it's on tonight hap
Monroe did a night shoot in a pool Posing naked for a playboy spread She was old, but she still was cool When they wrapped right after midnight And the
Ride with me on a shooting star Through galaxies of death, we chase Skeletal king of paradise Cosmic crown is the jewel you wear Carnival bizarre Freaks
hall Where there's a nightly brawl And all that jazz [Roxie Hart] Say it again. [Fred Casely] You're a star, kid. My little shooting star! [Velma Kelly
metropolis Around my way, all they do is shoot dice all day Escapin' secret indictments, gettin' nice all day Don't let 'em fold ya, Outlawz, the Getto Star
