that all good deeds are When looked at with an ice-cold eye? If that's all good deeds are Maybe that's the reason why No good deed goes unpunished All
good deeds are When looked at with an ice-cold eye? If that's all good deeds are Maybe that's the reason why No good deed goes unpunished All helpful
good deeds are maybe thats the reason why No good deed goes unpunished All helpful thoughts should be circumvented No good deed goes unpunished. Sure
in love with a Mexican girl Nighttime would find me in Rose's cantina Music would play and Felina would whirl Black as the night were the eyes of Felina Wicked
fell in love with a Mexican girl Night-time would find me in Rosa's cantina Music would play and Felina would whirl Blacker than night were the eyes of Felina Wicked
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to GA, people showed me love Went to North Carolina, they showed us love Even went to California and got love from thugz And it's all good big up to
fell in love with a Mexican girl Nighttime would find me in Rosa's Cantina Music would play and Felina would whirl Blacker than night where the eyes of Felina Wicked
good deeds will not compare to what You've stacked against you Tipping the scales with your insolence Tipping the scales with your greed Tipping the scales with a wicked
still want one. Wizard Back where I come from there are men who do nothing all day but good deeds. They are called phil....er.....phil...er...er....good-deed
more dollars in contributions, Make donations in big amounts, In God we trust incorporated, Just add the limo' to the account, Wicked deeds that you
nobody, keep the water away Oh crying won't help you, praying won't do no good, Oh crying won't help you, praying won't do no good, When the levee breaks
his good fortune and the time he'd yet o kill Well, he called to his wife one day, "Come sit with me awhile" Then turning toward the sunset, he smiled a wicked
fell in love with a Mexican girl Nighttime would find me in Rosa's Cantina music would play and Feleena would whirl Blacker than night were the eyes of Feleena wicked
might be fed and his eyes were kind and mild Yet they were woefully wicked men and often at night in pain I heard the murderer speak of his deed and
