"Gimme a pound thank you man" Tim Dog (repeat 2X then 4X faster) I'm as bad bad as Leroy Brown Brown Yo I'm a pro pro but not a noun noun If you
the sheets When I'm handing out the treats I leave plenty unsaid I might be naked, wined, and dined I might fulfill your wildest dream But you might just as well
love They said love is love It go love is love (christine mclean) hook 3x Do you really love me Or is you just trying to set up to bug me (akinyele
's gone to his room? Yeah Ah, I remember all about the good times, honey Ah, and I forget all about the rain now Well, you never did it for me, mama
goin' to Ireland... retracing my family footsteps... diggin' up roots You could call A?em tubers The closer to the root of my family tree, the more people seemed to look like me
Yeah, Tim?? ?Hey, you talked to Mark lately?? ?Uh, haven't really talked to him but he looks pretty, uh, down? ?He looks pretty, uh, down?? ?Yeah, well
to do the ultimate pool party of the century Hahaha, call em up, pool party, boogie all night Hahaha, wha-wha-wha-wha (Shaquille O'Neal) Yo invite the whole city well
Heres Your Invitation Talkin Bout Me Givin Information Partici-Hatin Cause Im Twistin Daytons Dont Like What Im Sayin Better Switch The Station Treat
inside, look around and you'll see me Join the party, check it out (word) I'ma take off and cruise and change into third gear on the Tim Westsood show
a while So let's fuck, I mean really really fuck You sure you ready? Then try your luck Bring me the whip cream, bring me the jelly jam Bring me the
, and Bjorn Ulvaeus FLORENCE: You want to lose your only friend? Well, keep it up, you're doing fine Why this humiliation? Why treat me like a
Or maybe somebody told you I'm that dude Or maybe you one of the few that dissagree with me And got your own views about whos really that dude Well...
"Gimme a pound, thank you man" -- Tim Dog (repeat 2X, then 4X faster) I'm as bad bad, as Leroy Brown Brown Yo I'm a pro pro, but not a noun noun If
, walk on) You're gonna need me baby You're gonna need my love someday (Have some Faith, Tim, have some Faith) You're gonna be sorry You treated me
my everything And it hurts me inside when he treats me this way I dont understand his reasons I trap and I cant so I sing a love song before he left me
walk on) You're gonna need me baby You're gonna need my love someday (Have some Faith, Tim, have some Faith) You're gonna be sorry You treated me
look around and you'll see me Join the party, check it out (word) I'ma take off and cruise and change into third gear on the Tim Westsood show (Capitol
