indict Charles, the first for tyranny, ooh! Charles was sentenced to death Even though he refused to accept that the court had jurisdiction Say goodbye to his head Poor King Charles
The black market white baby dealer Is hunting around overseas The black market white baby dealer Brings back clean fresh white babies to me Clean fresh
love Of love Un cahier d'ecolier Un carnet des amours La vie vient du palier Le vent vient de la cour Une table a dessin Un peignoir rouge et noir Charlie
know It's a whirlpool uh, oh Spinning faster in a river so slow What's the matter, Charly with you? You feel alive don't ya? Charly what's the matter
of all I'm a grown-ass man, pay my own bills Stated own real, haters gon' feel direct syndrome Mouth with cold tongue, you bounty hunters be on the chase
we brings to the world like a flood I leap like a tigger and I land with a thud Collasal, causin' earthquakes and the earth shakes constant Kicks more ass than Charles
pussies with blisters we burn 'em in rivers Saviors of pimps and concubines Have you ever asked yourself will you fuck Marilyn Manson Or become Charlie Manson death wish Or become Charles
woof tickets than a sold out Lennox Lewis An' Evander Holyfield fight, shit, we ain't no strong or soft niggaz We savage damn it, like who? Like the crocodile hunter
WHY DON'T WE DO THIS MORE OFTEN (Allie Wrubel - Charles Newman) « © '58 Francis Day & Hunter Music » Why don't we do this more often just
And Charlie Chance mocks castles in the air And bang, romance it rocks his cradles of despair Only the lonely, homely sentiment Only the lonely, only
(Ray Charles) One of these days, and it won't be long You're gonna look for me and I'll be gone Because I believe I said I believe right now Well I believed
properly done" "lights, camera, action!" [ahmad] They tryin to get us off the bat like heavy hitters But my squad ain't goin for it, charlie
I don't even care what anyone thinks I stay up all night and I smoke and I drink I'm a wanted man and I'm blowin town Don't even bother tryin' to hunt
My black market white baby dealer Is hunting around overseas My black market white baby dealer Brings back clean, fresh white babies to me Clean, fresh
to try and come, to the neighborhood function Throw on my Izod, say a little something When I was just a youngin, before the days of thuggin How me and Charlie
To my dearest little sister, Sally Brown, it?s Charlie here A lot of things have happened since you skipped town For one, I?m queer, for about a year
movies are great medicine Thank you, Thomas Edison For givin' us the best years of our lives Citizen Kane, Caine Mutiny, Mutiny on the Bounty The Bounty Hunters, the Hunters
" (chorus) If the funk is on time then we call it punctual we're matchin up the footsteps spiritual and functional like carnivale in Rio the Charlie Hunter