Texty:
Affarra

I guess, she's doing something right I seldom see him out at night Sure isn't like it used to be Why should it mean a thing to me? What makes you think

If the wife and I are fussin', brother that's our right 'Cause me and that sweet woman's got a license to fight Why don't you mind your own business?

I'd gladly lose me to find you Gladly give up all I had To find you I'd suffer anything And be glad I'd pay any price just to get you Work all my life

[Intro:] And as I say I don't wanna know about you your fans or what They have what they did last week last night or whenever It's not my business you

OUR AFFAIR WRITER CARLY SIMON What a perfect night Secrets lights up the sky Like fireflies do ThereA's nothing but a silky hope That old opiate Between

War profiteering (is killing us all!) Capitalistic intent gone wild, How much further down will we alive? Death of 1000 we have mourned, Capitalist scumbag

I give my props to the speak and spell It taught me grammar in the A-T-L Growing up as a kid in Marietta I puts those beats all into my sampler Played

Hold up, wait a minute, put a little love in it Doctor, Doctor, I've got an emergency It seems I'm head over heels, a case of L-O-V-E It's like I'm glowing

I think about you all the time But even though I don't talk to you That doesn't even mean that we are through I, see you as paradigm of a life that seems