(m. riperton r. rudolph) Oooh. You cover me with pain. And leave me. Leave me for tomorrow. Embroider me with sorrow. Without a doubt without a tear. To beg or borrow. You cover me with pain
You want to dance with the angels?. Then embroider me with gold, and I will fly with the angels,. And you can dance with me. Sing with the angels?. Then show me a song, and I will strum with the
Let's get pretentious. Put on an act. Let's get pretentous. Embroider fact. Exaggerate it. Dress up the bland. Let's overrate it. Let the critics be damned. Let's get sensuous. Put on some
Lay down a pouch and I look up to the sky. I'm gonna bring it downtown to show you how to go. I'm gonna reach up to the night for Madonna for the light. At the powerhouse. I said "Now you're
I just want you to be happy. That's my only little wish. I'll fix your wagon and your musket. And the spoon will have it's dish And I shudder at the thought. of your Poor empty hunter's pouch. So
the hard times. He bought our house on the GI Bill. But it wasn't worth all he had to kill to git it. He drank pearl in a can and Jack Daniels black. Chewed tobacco from a mail pouch sack. Had an
. Got a friend out west. With a little studio time. Futon in the valley. And the dream gone wild. Ralph's turkey in the pouch. And Ramen in the cup. Check the funds in the account. When the pennies
chalk town house. Give you static like your mixer got the ground out. Hug you wit my hands in your grandmas pouch. Im down south wit outkast wit pounds out. Wicked enough to throw the gun in james
Acid-wash Guess with the leather patches. Sportin' the white Diadoras with the hoodie that matches. I'm wearing two Swatches and a small Gucci pouch. I could have worn the Lugi but I left it in
circumcision. Can't close the closet on. Shoe box full of bones. Kangaroo lady with her bourbon. in a pouch. Can't afford the rental on. a bamboo couch. Collecting back her favors 'cause her. well is running dry
out. If Steelo with me, then he got the blues in the pouch. Took her to the forest, put the wood in her mouth. Bitch, don't wear no shoes in my house. The private I'm flyin' in, I never wan' fly again
young at the time for slashings. You niggas spend too much time on captions, not enough time on action. Pick one man with slaps that's rappin', I bet he don't want no clashings. The LV pouch on chest is