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Grateful Dead My Baby

Traducere: Grateful Dead. My Baby.

seal that silver mine. Lost my boots in transit, baby, pile of smokin' leather. I nailed a retread to my feet and prayed for better weather. Halfstep, mississippi uptown toodeloo hello, baby

it apart You left me sitting in the dark, crying You said, your love for me was dying I'm begging you, baby, baby, please I'm begging you baby, baby,

a long, strange trip it's been. Truckin', I'm a goin' home. Whoa whoa baby, back where I belong, Back home, sit down and patch my bones, and get back

Citizens of oz: GOOD NEWS! SHE'S DEAD! THE WITCH OF THE WEST IS DEAD! THE WICKEDEST WITCH THERE EVER WAS THE ENEMY OF ALL OF US HERE IN OZ IS DEAD! GOOD

shit on my mobile phone I never slip 'cause I keep the fully loaded chrome And half my niggas even stay a fan That's why we pour liquor for the Grateful Dead

's just me against the world baby I've got nothing to lose, it's just me against the world Stuck in the game, me against the world baby Can you picture my

real good time Forget about thinkin', tryin' to free my mind, yeah I've been tryin' to have a real good time Forget about thinkin', tryin' to free my mind I own my

Armies wait at my command My gold lies in a foreign land Buried deep beneath the sand The angels guide my every tread My enemies are sick or dead But