for you And another bare hotel room So hard to believe That you're dreaming of me too But it's true You only go around, 'round, 'round You only go around, 'round, 'round You
Up in Harlem every Saturday night Where the highbrows get together It's just too right, they all congregate and all night hop And what they do is ooh
pants, don't you know this is a party? Sit yourself down Why do you think we brought all these people, Miss. Brandy Oh, isn't it nice When you find
unsaid 'Cause you think you can't say them right Get them out in the open Instead of all bottled up inside 'Cause I don't mind If it comes out all emotional
know what I want and where I'm wanted" But you came in whistling, "I'll go if you'll go" And I was waiting around to play like an old piano And honey
matter which road you travel, Your lack of determination can cause you to be the least successful (you are?) (Piano Instrumental) (Verse) Fell Somethin? movin? all
Well any man with a microphone can tell you what he loves the most and you know why you love at all if you're thinking of the holy ghost if you're thinking
. I sit alone, all my days on my piano, usually solo, It's no one at home, but the girl said they'll be there, Well it's no one there no! Wish you loved
What do you when you move to N.Y.C and you left your sounds at home All you got is an M-Box, an MPC and your Apple computer's on I've got a 5 dollar
my neighbor doped up got the cable hooked up. All channels lift my shirt all Mammal you ship off keys and we ship Grand Pianos. sawed off shotgun hand
Now my neighbor dope up Got the cable hooked up, all channels Lift my shirt all mammals You ship off keys and we ship grand pianos Sawed off shotgun
really don't matter what tomorrow might bring As long as you're livin' the dream As long as you're breathing Just keep on believing You are the reason you
Legit) The highest niggaz in the industry you high like me B Legit? (it's all you Yuk.) The highest niggaz in the industry an when you see us backstage
all the things you have I love my life,it really isn't that bad The last thing on my mind Is to give a fuck about the ties or kind On my mind You are
what I'ma do It's Twista the jace, and The Rock on the track And they hit you with the midwest flow Even if you ain't ready yet, all I gotta say is
all now My only stupid dream I see you and me together And how it should have been I remember piano lessons Now everything seems clear You waiting under
with you still talking to me You said, you weren't afraid to die In Polaroids, you were dressed in women's clothes Were you made ashamed, why'd you
some old room 'Cause I have been there too long"} You turn on a spindle, you're so much looser now But you're not explaining, how you've gained such