I am Ben Franklin, I am standing in the shower, I am covered in cold water, I prefer to drip dry. I am Ben Franklin, I am standing in the shower, I am
Who wants the car keys riding on a miracle mile? We like the palm trees and the heretics' style. Breathe it in if you can, oh. Let it out in the sand,
Why you call me up in the middle of the night my love, oh don't you know I sleep. I sleep hard, so deep I was born too late, got mixed up in something
walked on the water. He swam in the water, and he drank all the water. She's the farmer's daughter, the farmer's daughter. And oh how I love her so much
open when ya twist her Never met the bitch, but I'll fuck her like I missed her Life is a bitch and death is her sister Sleep is the cousin, what a
open when you twist her Never met the bitch but I fuck her like I missed her Life is the bitch and death is her sister Sleep is the cousin, what a fuckin
singin' It's spring and Haile's outside swinging I walk right up to Kim and kiss her Tell her I miss her, Haile just smiles And winks at her little sister
her lip gloss Makin' hard thugs turn soft lookin' like Diana Ross Slim, sweet and sexy something like a little sister 'Til the day I messed around and tried to kiss her
lizards, bark at donkeys, the love of a Martian Let's bow our head and let the trumpets blow Our girl is gone, God, bless her little soul Lots of love
Come on and free up your hands Do you still like to kiss her? Do you still hold her hand? Would you cheat with her sister? Do you march to her band?
Tricky You can be with the one you love or love the one you're with Spliff in the ashtray-we're strong but far too little Her touch tickles, especially
Why she get e'rything?" Some people got the nerve to ask Y'all can kiss my ass, and that's my Momma Got a sister that need my help (hey) and I gave peace
left her I left her sexed her stressed her and left her [Chorus] [Verse 2: Murphy Lee] My sex steno cus I'm taxing it I smack it a little Stir it up
playin in the hot sun Kangaroos came and cleared out the area ^--> {lah lahhhhhhh-lah.. lah-lahhhh..} Covered her up so the sun won't beat her {lah
colors until the crayon gets dull in her hand While she colors her big brother, her mother and dad Ain't no tellin' what really goes on in her little
miss Creole sister, baby can't resist her When she's soft against your lips Voodoo kiss, kiss me on the lips Can Heaven be like this? Voodoo kiss, Voodoo kiss Kiss
And the sister prays for lost souls, then breaks down in the chapel after everyone's gone Jane moves over to share her pillow but opens her eyes to
My little sister's in the front seat with an ice cream cone My ma's in the backseat sittin' all alone As my pa steers her slow out of the lot for a
