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Baby, I hoped and prayed for our love would be so true Yeah, baby, now I find I'm far behind, you see

Where would I be If I didn't have you Where do dreams go

When it don't come true Where would I be If I didn't have you

I think about you day and night It's only right To think about the girl you love And hold her tight So happy together If I should call you up Invest a dime And you say you belong to me It leaves my mind Imagine how the world could be So verified So happy together

All my love do you.

Debiutanska płyta nagrana wspólnie z Lesem Claypoolem nosiła tytuł Be Careful What You Wish For i z tej płyty Golden Flea, czyli Złota Pchła.

You could be a little golden flea You are so close to me You see my shell is opening And I'm not the smallest thing So think of brain cells Or golden rings

All the people can't see me because of how petite I know they will be with you to find me.

Although they can't see me because of how petite I know they will be with you to find me.

Me and two friends share a pager So every three days I would swear I'm major Electricity from the next door neighbor Broke motherfuckers be sharp as lasers I was more towed back than a stolen car tat Just used somebody else's car for the bar tap Della hot dog with nothing to bark at It's only funny cause you don't see where the scar's at Hold that pose Hold that pose

But these hundred dollar checks, I'm signing them The rubber on my sneakers used to flap when walking It looked like two little muppets talking Hey, what's up, baby, do you come here often?

Oh, I got some new shoes, they haven't been brought in This old ripped jacket is cause I'm an artist I burn rubber on you if my car gets started Third month avoiding landlords is the hardest It's only funny cause you don't see where the scar is Scar, hold that pose Scar, hold that pose

Jeszcze raz Boots Riley zaśpiewa, tym razem z zespołem The Coop, My Murder, My Love z 2012 roku, płyta Sorry to Bother You.

Boots Riley i tytuł tej płyty Sorry To Bother You.

So come on baby, tonight's young Don't string me along, I'm high strung We might wind up on mail Like we're trying for the siam Fucking before we get to the house Screwing our brains out Like changing a light bulb That's why I like ya Cause I'm crazy just like ya Now every time I get brain you screw mine up I barely can think straight Your head game is a mindfuck So ready, set, aim and fire Yes babe, I'm falling in like it's kinda Why I love you Cause you're in my

Well I guess it would be nice If I could touch your body I know not everybody Has got a body like me baby But I gotta think twice Before I give this heart away Cause I know all the games you play Cause I play them too baby