Texty:
Will Young Fine Line

smooth You're walking a fine line You're walking a fine fine line You're living on borrowed time You're walking a fine line You're walking a fine line

smooth You're walking a fine line You're walking a fine fine line You're living on borrowed time You're walking a fine line You're walking a fine line

me there's nothings realer Just enough to solve your problems, too much will kill ya And when I leave, I always come right back here The young spitter

on a nice pine, Weezy baby flight flyin You can call him your husband Call me at night time And even though women change I will always like dimes And yeah im quite fine

the transom got rotten A piece of my childhood that will never be forgotten It was just an old plywood boat With a 75 Johnson, with electric choke A young

to blow me Like engine, engine, number nine Homies run a train, standing in line If that train jumps off the track Then my brother you will catch the

like to make love? I saw you walking down the street and I had to stop Turn up the radio and drop the top I see you look so good, and your so fine Young

from the Essex and the East London boarder line villans never sleep they mastermind in all sorts of crimes, be wide awake just like your snorting lines

the button Because if you say, ?War?, they will send them to die by the score Aborting mission should be your volition But if Souter and Thomas have their way You'll be standing in line