And
I got a gal who lives on the wrong side of town
I know what I like and man you know I sure know how
It's the other side another place
I like it there no accounting for taste
I can't think of nothing when I'm with her
But the rain and the wind and the cemetery dirt
Went down to the cemetery looking for love
Got there and my baby was buried
I had to dig her up
Went down to the cemetery looking for love
Got there and my baby was buried
I had to dig her up
18,000 miles across nowhere land
I'm scratching and I'm spitting there ain't nobody listening
And things are kind of getting out of hand
There's only one point that I'd like to make
These kinds of things deteriorate
It's the gospel truth man
She's embalmed in love juice
Went down to the cemetery looking for love
Got there and my baby was buried
I had to dig her up
Went down to the cemetery looking for love
Got there and my baby was buried
I had to dig her up
Ung Och SäNkt
Did it ever occur to you
That when the two of us are around,
Everything else looks like specks of dirt to you,
Just passing by
The nighttime sky
And psychedelic sparks fall to the ground?
Everything induces dizziness,
Your head, like, totally turns to ai,
I'm feeling so happily vacant -- isn't this
The world's best way
To spend a stay
While so urbane and light and debonair?
HAKEEM
You are the epitome
Of all the female world, and I of all the male
MELANIE
It means
More than just a bit to me
That we two can see each other below the