Sandler Adam lyrics
Sandler Adam lyrics
"Cordurory Blues Lyrics"
When I was a boy
There was no limit to what I could eat
Shake after shake after shake after shake
Followed by all kinds of red meat
Metabolism runnin' around so fast
My body never gained to weight
That pissed off all my Momma's friends
And made my big-boned sister irate
But now I'm a man
And all that frolicking has caused my ego to hurt
'Cause even when I'm in the shower alone
I'm to embarrassed to remove my shirt
What made a millionaire out of Mr. Frito-Lay
Made a fat mother fucker outta me <
Nuestro Mejor Dia Lyrics
se desnuda el alba sobre la playa arde el cielo para nosotros, incendio del amanecer abrazandote siento lo que antes yo nunca senti es un brevisimo instante pero es importante porque ya s? que esta vez no te voy a perder me entregas tu alegria
br /> What made a millionaire out of Mr. Frito-Lay
Made a fat mother fucker outta me
And all them cookies I been munching lately
My feet are becoming difficult to see
I believe it was my Daddy
Who led me to this eating disease
By calling me "The Little Candy Ass"
When I couldn't finish a burger with cheese
Or maybe it was my Momma
Who got me addicted to all the wrong foods
Only when I gobbled down every chicken cutlet
Would I get to see Momma's good moods
They said eat this, they said eat that
To stay
And now when I walk I hear corduroy
Even though I ain't wearing pants
What made a millionaire out of Mr. Frito-Lay
You fat fuck, You fat fuck
Made a fat mother fucker outta me
What made a millionaire out of Mr. Frito-Lay
You fat fuck, You fat fuck
Made a fat mother fucker outta me
And all that ice cream I been eating lately
My chins alone weight 203
The diet starts tomorrow!
I have a grapefruit for breakfast
For lunch a brown of white rice
Dinnertime it's a saltless pot
I ain't allowed no spice
If this diet's gonna work
Tonight I can't eat no more
"Just go to sleep," I say to myself
As I close the bedroom door
Two in the morning, I wake up to piss
My belly's hungry and achin'
Tiptoe to the kitchen, fuck the diet
Bring on the chips flavored with bacon
What made a millionaire out of Mr. Frito-Lay
Made a fat mother fucker outta me
What made a millionaire out of Mr. Frito-Lay
Made a fat mother fucker outta me
And all them crumb-cakes I been eating lately
se desnuda el alba sobre la playa arde el cielo para nosotros, incendio del amanecer abrazandote siento lo que antes yo nunca senti es un brevisimo instante pero es importante porque ya s? que esta vez no te voy a perder me entregas tu alegria
br /> What made a millionaire out of Mr. Frito-Lay
Made a fat mother fucker outta me
And all them cookies I been munching lately
My feet are becoming difficult to see
I believe it was my Daddy
Who led me to this eating disease
By calling me "The Little Candy Ass"
When I couldn't finish a burger with cheese
Or maybe it was my Momma
Who got me addicted to all the wrong foods
Only when I gobbled down every chicken cutlet
Would I get to see Momma's good moods
They said eat this, they said eat that
To stay
Jewel In My Crown Lyrics
On this night I'll give my soul to you The warmth of your eyes Holdin' my face I'm a castle of stone The walls comming down inside You kiss my jaded eyes For once in my life I feel alive... Chorus: You picked me up whe
kinny there was no chance On this night I'll give my soul to you The warmth of your eyes Holdin' my face I'm a castle of stone The walls comming down inside You kiss my jaded eyes For once in my life I feel alive... Chorus: You picked me up whe
And now when I walk I hear corduroy
Even though I ain't wearing pants
What made a millionaire out of Mr. Frito-Lay
You fat fuck, You fat fuck
Made a fat mother fucker outta me
What made a millionaire out of Mr. Frito-Lay
You fat fuck, You fat fuck
Made a fat mother fucker outta me
And all that ice cream I been eating lately
My chins alone weight 203
The diet starts tomorrow!
I have a grapefruit for breakfast
For lunch a brown of white rice
Dinnertime it's a saltless pot
Poppurry Let Me That ImportMandarin Version Edit Lyrics
Poppurry let me that (Import:Mandarin Version Edit) I don't understand, Why you have to Talk behind my back Why you tell your friends I'm no good for you Why you're tellin' them I'm no good for you Do you think I'm weak? 'Cau
ato Poppurry let me that (Import:Mandarin Version Edit) I don't understand, Why you have to Talk behind my back Why you tell your friends I'm no good for you Why you're tellin' them I'm no good for you Do you think I'm weak? 'Cau
I ain't allowed no spice
If this diet's gonna work
Tonight I can't eat no more
"Just go to sleep," I say to myself
As I close the bedroom door
Two in the morning, I wake up to piss
My belly's hungry and achin'
Tiptoe to the kitchen, fuck the diet
Bring on the chips flavored with bacon
What made a millionaire out of Mr. Frito-Lay
Made a fat mother fucker outta me
What made a millionaire out of Mr. Frito-Lay
Made a fat mother fucker outta me
And all them crumb-cakes I been eating lately