Text:
Various Artists 2008 Grammy Nominees

As soon as you're born they make you feel small by giving you no time instead of it all 'till the pain is so big

You read the business page See how you did today You live up on the hill You've got a view that kills Never wonder why After you've counted everything

Right now, he's probably slow dancing with a bleached-blonde tramp And she's probably getting frisky Right now he's probably buying her some Fruity little

in the day,in the night say it right,say it all you either got it or you don't you either stand or you fall when your will is broken,when it slips from

[Verse] I wake up with blood-shot eyes Struggled to memorize The way it felt between your thighs Pleasure that made you cry Feels so good to be bad Not

They tried to make me go to rehab I said no, no, no. Yes I been black, but when I come back You wont know, know, know. I ain?t got the time And if my

(Tarzan and Jane were swingin' on a vine) Candy man, candy man (Sippin' from a bottle of vodka double wine) Sweet, sugar, candy man Hey, uh I met him