It's Liza with a Z, not Lisa with a S 'Cause Lisa with a S goes S, not Z, huh It's Liza with a Z, not Lisa with a S 'Cause Lisa with a S goes S, not Z
George Hurry, and Mike Watt To all those flops but only when they ain't hangin' out To Toby dog, to Louie dog, to Matt dog James Brown, the BSM, to
George Hurrly and Mike Watt, to all those flops But only when they ain't hangin' out To Toby dog, to Louie dog, to Matt dog James Brown, The BSM, to
** intro/skit skipped ** [maestro fresh wes] I'm a ruler, that's how I reign I do to rap what the mona lisa does to the frame Rid 'em and written, my
I'm so high And I'm so high, and I'm so high And I'm so high, and I'm so high and I'm so high Girl, what your name be? (Lisa, Kelly, Mary, Sue) What
to the crib 'cause she know what it is Love her momma but I cant stand her daddy though But she got more ass than Jackie O' Gotta brown skin girl like Foxy Brown
friend of mine Brought me to uptown second line Met meatball, nair, anglin' mets Want you do a D.J. in the jets Bought two trigger mans and brown beat
with pendulum hips She's got deep brown eyes That've seen it all Working at a nightclub that was called The Avenue The bar men used to call her "Little Lisa
it's for always And I don't care What the teacher says" When she walked out Through the streets of Rome All of the Italians Wanna take her home All the brown
've learned to love those while ther still awake Sleep Sleep And prepare a place for those who are good in the projects and hood Give to those who are misunderstood I know like Lisa
get you, get you, get you The radio is broken, it don't work no more The radio is broken, it don't work no more The lovely Lisa Kranston Her father
Fast loot tactics, I'm well up in the millionaire bracket The boss of all bosses, I own racehorses and a fortress corridors with olympic torches and Mona Lisa
(j. cramer/j. whitney) One night farmer brown was taken the air Locked up the barnyard with the greatest of care Down in the henhouse somethin' stirred
re all alone Blank face at the window pane Or a silent telephone Chorus: And it's all about a boy you have known With black hair or brown hair And hands
ears Fourteen people in just four years Anna, Max and Jonathan And Jonathan and Cary David, Tim, no Tim was just a guest From June to January Margaret, Lisa
, I've learned to love those while they still awake Sleep sleep And prepare a place for those who are good in the projects and hood Give to those who are misunderstood I know Lisa
"It's Liza with a Z, not Lisa with a S, 'cause Lisa with a S goes S, not Z, huh It's Liza with a Z, not Lisa with a S, 'cause Lisa with a S goes S,