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song of the day......
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FrEe BiRd!!!!!
08/02/2005
happy birthday to me!
Mood:  lazy
Topic: song of the day......
hey bitches! howz it goin? alright here now! lol i just called out of work. lmao i am too good at lying. call me if you ever need a excuse. i am the fucking best at those. ha ha, now nobody will ever trust me. (why should they?) well let me find a song.............got it! here ya go. i kinda feel like crap putting a Sublime song on here so late in the game but late is better than never. well Sublime was one of the best fucking bands i have ever known so if you don't know the song than you gotta be on crack or def. well right now this song means alot to me because the way it comes across. it is so soft then just breaks out into what he is gonna do to the guy. i feel like that sometimes. lol well, alot!
Artists > Sublime > Santeria


I don't practice Santeria
I ain't got no crystal ball
Well I had a million dollars but I, I'd spend it all
If I could find that heina and that Sancho that she'd found
Well I'd pop a cap in sancho and I'd slap her down

What I really wanna know (my baby)
What I really wanna say, I can't define
Well it's love that I neeeeeed
My soul will have to

Wait till I get back
Find a heina of my own
Daddy's gonna love one and all
I feel the break, feel the break, feel the break
And I gotta live it out
Oh yeah un-huh
Well I swear that I

What I really wanna know (my baby)
What I really wanna say, I can't define
Got love! Make it go
My soul will have to...

What I really wanna say (my baby)
What I really wanna say, is I've got mine
And I'll make it
Yes, I'm going up

Tell Sanchito that if he knows what is good for him
He best go run and hide
Daddy's got a new .45
And I won't think twice
To stick that barrel straight down sancho's throat
Believe me when I say that I got something for his punk-ass

What I really wanna know (my baby)
What I really wanna say, is there's just one way back
And I'll make it
My soul will have to wait


*RIP Bradley Nowell 1967-1996*

Posted by al4/friebird at 10:29 AM EDT
Updated: 08/02/2005 10:41 AM EDT
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