me At your place bring me Mes fres m'ont oublie, je suis tombe, je suis malade Si vous n'me cueillez point je vais mourrir, quelle ballade! Je me ferez
Roxie Hart] Yeah, okay. Thanks... for nothing. [Mama Morton] She's not that nice, ain't she? I tell you, no matter how big she gives, she's still as
of girl who won't forgive But will forget So take me from this party, driver Put me back to bed I wanted to be loved But just got laughed at instead
the right thing to say Chorus: Things'll be goin' my way after today Max: She looked right through me And who could blame her? I need a new me Plus some
by design she's nothing more than fiction She dreams in digital 'Cause it's better than nothing Now that control is gone It seems unreal, she's
know I don't love no (Never love her) She, say, she, slick I'm, like, baby, please She say, she's got a man But what's that got to do with me? (F'real
're such a saint, don't leave me She and Joan of Arc, were having lunch Today down at the Blue Room She told Joan, she'd like some barbecue Then laughed
don't love no.. (never love her) She, say, she, slick I'm, like, baby, please She, say she's got a man but what's that got to do with me? (f'real) Some
knew I was a genius. What's so strange when you know that you're a wizard at three? I said, "Baby, this is meant for me, me, me, me." I heard little
And you think she knows something By the second refill You think she's enlightened As she totals your bill You say "Show me the way To Barangrill" Well
back, she ran away With a truck driver named Jose She's happy and he's so glad Redneck love gone bad Around and around the stories go Everybody's laughing at
I will say this they fought one hell of a fight I guess it's just too bad they had to die Chorus 2 Sittin' driver's seat, laughing at their flashing
6:45 in the morning time In the tenth grade, we was tight friends But neither of us had a driver's license His mom was a flight attendant And she'd leave
son and then there's the stop and Sarah climbs in she says Tommy there's a hole in Tim he laughs in his place she spits in his face she says "Tommy you
got me speak span-glish Baby Tu Eres Sexy! Forget It She wasn't feeling the charge like it was bad credit anesthetic No time for feeling pathetic When at
panties off real quick, tryin to see me She wants an autograph, a part with my anal staff You scream test for AIDS, stretch marks make me laugh Sign
Short:] She looked me up and down said you look like a pimp...I new she been around i said do it like Corrine...She tried to be sexy I asked her can