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Last Tuesday Carry On

I?ll give it all I?ve got, I?ll give it all I?ve ever had, I?ll make sure this one counts, What do you think, Of what I?ve said, So Carry on, Carry on, Carry on

to carry on to find you here This week will never end To think I never wanted you, to think I never needed you But on and on it's you To think I never

on Saturday picnics London Counting stars ?till the stars All were gone London So many plans and nothing but time in London Nothing to fear 'cause nothing could last

on 'em If Doc give me the word I put this Berretta on EM When the beef is on my piece is on Them white sheets is on 'em Doc breathin on 'em And I

So many plans and nothing but time in London Nothing to fear 'cause nothing could last in London We grew close we grew scared I moved on Oh London

new flows Feds watchin my hood entirely too much gunplay Neighborhood basketball star slained last Monday Raided the neighborhood kingpin last Tuesday If this was going on

feathers on 'em If Doc give me the word I put this Berretta on him When the beef is on my piece is on Them white sheets is on 'em Doc breathin on 'em

on jets, ho's better learn my last name Yey in the carry-on, that I'm 'bout to carry on After all the deals, I still deal and carry on Versus the past