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What the fuck the fuck have I become I’ve become the product of the sum caught in an endless circle I’ve become the stupidest man in the world “Chalk another one up to experience” y’know it doesn’t make any sense to do it all over again and then again then do it all over again…
Ooh na na, what’s my name Ooh na na, what’s my name Ooh na na, what’s my name Ooh na na, what’s my name Ooh na na, what’s my name whats my name, whats my name I heard you good with them soft lips Yeah you know word of mouth the square root of 69…
What time is it? Four thirty It’s not late, naw, naw, Just early, early, early President, he sweat through his talcum News paper man, he watch like a falcon “Ah, look…daddy-o…sorry, Mr. President…where ya been?” Use a little english to doctor the spin What time is it? Four thirty It’s not late, naw, naw, just…
far, we’ve been traveling far without a home but not without a star free, only wanna be free we huddle close, hang on to a dream on the boats and on the planes they’re coming to america never looking back again they’re coming to america home, don’t it seem so far away oh we’re traveling…
I’ve got this good lookin’ woman back home, let me tell ya’ She cooks good and she looks good, and she just can’t do no wrong. She cooks me cornbread in the morning, she’s my dinner and my midnight snack. She sits up and she begs, and she even rolls over on her back. CHORUS…
I’m singing Broadway and I love it! I’m singing Broadway and I’m proud! You can keep your Springsteen. Shove your Chaka. I really don’t care for that kind of kaka. Ethel, Liza, Chita, that’s my crowd, my crowd! Yes-sah, I’m singing Broadway and it’s heaven! ‘Cause “Heaven” is a song from a Broadway show! Ah,…