, they be skinheads. * off 'cause they wife is they sister. And YungGravy just kissed her (hot damn). Pull up on the scene. 'Cause a wet dream, I might need a submarine. If you got the beef I turn yo
means. Eatin' greasy grit gravy and gizzard greens. I kissed my wife and sold the baby. A goin' off to join the navy. All they eat on submarines. Is greasy grit gravy and gizzard greens. Greasy grit gravy
Way a little baby wraps the hand around your finger. Sunshine on your face in the first dawn light. Way she waits to let the moment linger. Way the future's always gonna bring surprise It ain't
left eye is lazy. She looks so Israeli. Nicotine and gravy. I'll feed you fruit that don't exist. I'll leave graffiti. Where you've never been kissed. I'll do your laundry. Massage your soul
By Paul McCartney. . My baby, she comes out at night,. She's takin' me by surprise,. She's my baby. Like gravy, down to the last drop,. I keep mopping her up. Oh yeah, she's my baby. She's my
By Paul McCartney. . My baby, she comes out at night,. She's takin' me by surprise,. She's my baby. Like gravy, down to the last drop,. I keep mopping her up. Oh yeah, she's my baby. She's my
By Paul McCartney. . My baby, she comes out at night,. She's takin' me by surprise,. She's my baby. Like gravy, down to the last drop,. I keep mopping her up. Oh yeah, she's my baby. She's my
By Paul McCartney. . My baby, she comes out at night,. She's takin' me by surprise,. She's my baby. Like gravy, down to the last drop,. I keep mopping her up. Oh yeah, she's my baby. She's my
