Tuesday, September 05, 2006

Mr. Brownstone

I get up around seven Get out of bed around nine And I don't worry about nothing Cause worries are a waste of my... time We been dancing with Mr. Brownstone He's been knocking He won't leave me alone I used to do a little but a little wouldn't do So the little got more and more Now I get up around whenever I used to get up on time But that old man he's a real motherfucker Gonna kick him on down the line Shoved it in the bindle and I shot it in the middle and it, it drove outta my mind I should've known better, said I wish I never met her Said I, I leave it all behind GNR (adapted)

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