Her hair is Harlow gold

Her lips a sweet surprise

Her hands are never cold

She's got Bette Davis eyes

She'll turn her music on you

You won't have to think twice

She's pure as New York snow

She got Bette Davis eyes

And she'll tease you, she'll unease you

All the better just to please you

She's precocious, and she knows just what it takes to make a pro blush

She got Greta Garbo's standoff sighs, she's got Bette Davis eyes

She'll let you take her home

It whets her appetite

She'll lay you on a throne

She got Bette Davis eyes

She'll take a tumble on you

Roll you like you were dice

Until you come out blue

She's got Bette Davis eyes

She'll expose you, when she snows you

Off your feet with the crumbs, she throws you

She's ferocious and she knows just what it

Takes to make a pro blush

All the boys think she's a spy, she's got Bette Davis eyes

She'll tease you, she'll unease you

All the better just to please you

She's precocious, and she knows just what it takes to make a pro blush

All the boys think she's a spy, she's got Bette Davis eyes

She'll tease you

She'll unease you

Just to please you

She's got Bette Davis eyes

She'll expose you

When she snows you

'Cause she knows you, she's got Bette Davis Eyes

She'll tease you

@byo @Dad I don't remember who else is a chad AIC appreciator here, ping them.

A gorgeous piece transcribed by Liszt sprinkled with his virtuous touch.

Baker baker, baking a cake

Make me a day, make me whole again

And I wonder what's in a day

What's in your cake this time

I guess you heard he's gone to L.A.

He says that behind my eyes I'm hiding

And he tells me I pushed him away

That my heart's been hard to find

Here

There must be something here

There must be something here

Here

Baker baker and can you explain

If truly his heart was made of icing?

Well, and I wonder how mine could taste

Maybe we could change his mind

I know you're late for your next parade

You came to make sure that I'm not running

Well, I ran from him in all kinds of ways

Guess it was his turn this time

Time

Thought I'd made friends with time

Thought we'd be flying

Maybe not this time

Baker baker, baking a cake

Make me a day, make me whole again

And I wonder if he's okay

If you see him say, "Hi"

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Can you lose,

by following God?

Can you lose,

by following God?

I'm not talking 'bout following people

I'm not talking about following your friends

I'm not talkin' 'bout following different preachers

I'm not talkin' 'bout following other men

Can you lose

by following God?

He created the heavens and the earth

He's the greatest, and he loves us so much

How could you lose

if you follow God?

I'd follow him anywhere

Father I stretch

I stretch my hands to you, yea

Lifelike,

this is what your life like,

try to live your life right

People really know you, push your buttons like type write

This is like a movie,

but it's really very lifelike

Every single night right,

every single fight, right?

I was looking at the 'Gram

and I don't even like likes

I was screamin' at my Dad,

he told me, "It ain't Christ-like"

I was screamin' at the referee just like Mike

Lookin' for a bright light,

Sigel, what your life like?

Riding on a white bike,

feeling like excite bike (stretch my hands to You)

()

Pressin' on the gas,

supernova for a night light

Screamin' at my dad and he told me,

"It ain't Christ-like"

But nobody never tell you when you're being like Christ

Only ever seein' me

only when they needin' me

Like if Tyler Perry made a movie for BET

Searchin' for a deity,

now you wanna see it free

Now you wanna see if we, let's just see if three a piece.

Tell me what your life like,

turn it down, a bright light

Drivin' with my dad,

and he told me, "It ain't Christ-like" (stretch my hands to You)

()

I'm just tryna find, I've been lookin' for a new way

I'm just really tryna not to really do the fool way

I don't have a cool way,

bein' on my best, though

Block 'em on the text though,

nothin' else next though

Not another word, letter, picture, or a decimal (Father, I stretch)

()

Wrestlin' with God,

I don't really want to wrestle

Man, it's really lifelike,

everything in my life (stretch my hands to You)

()

Arguing with my dad, and he said,

"It ain't Christ-like"

Man

You know, it's like

Somebody only close who can get you, like, off your

I be on my

I woke up this morning,

I said my prayers

I'm all good, then I tried to talk to my dad (stretch my hands to You)

()

Give him some advice, he starts spazzin' on me

I start spazzin' back,

he said "That ain't Christ-like"

I said,

AAAAAAAAAHHHH

Que ce n’est pas Cirno