My Funny Valentine - Miles Davis

My funny Valentine Sweet comic Valentine You make me smile with your eyes Your lips are laughable Unphotographable Yet you're my favorite work of art Yes, you are You're my favorite work of art Is your figure less than Greek? Is your mouth a little weak? When you open it to speak Are you smart? Are you smart? Don't you change a hair for me Not if you care for me Please stay Please stay Stay Stay I promise if you steal my life I promise if you steal my life I promise if you steal my life Said I promise each day Every little day Will be Could be Stay Stay I promise if you steal my life Say you'd steal my life Will you steal my life? I want you to steal my life 'Cause we don't have that much time 'Cause we don't have that much time We don't have that much time I promise if you steal my life I promise if you steal my life I promise if you steal my life Stay Stay Will be Valentine's Day

Behold the way our fine feathered friend His virtue doth parade Thou knowest not my dim-witted friend The picture thou hast made Thy vacant brow and thy tousled hair Conceal thy good intent Thou noble, upright, truthful, sincere And slightly dopey gent You're my funny Valentine Sweet comic Valentine You make me smile with my heart Your looks are laughable Unphotographable Still you're my favorite work of art Is your figure less than Greek Is your mouth a little weak When you open it to speak Are you smart Don't change a hair for me Not if you care for me Stay, little Valentine, stay Each day is Valentine's day

My funny Valentine Sweet, comic Valentine You make me smile with my heart Your looks are laughable Unphotographable Yet you're my favorite work of art Is your figure less than Greek? Is your mouth a little weak? When you open it to speak Are you smart? Don't change a hair for me Not if you care for me Stay little Valentine, stay And each day will be Valentine's Day Is your figure less than Greek? Is your mouth a little weak? When you open it to speak Are you smart? Don't, please don't change a hair for me Not if, not if you care for me Stay little valentine, stay And each day will be Valentine's Every day will be, every day will be Valentine's Day

My funny valentine Sweet comic valentine You make me smile with my heart Your looks are laughable Unphotographable Yet you're my favorite work of art Is your figure less than Greek? Is your mouth a little weak? When you open it to speak Are you smart? But don't change your hair for me Not if you care for me Stay little valentine stay Each day is valentines day Is your figure less than Greek? Is your mouth a little weak? When you open it to speak Are you smart? But don't change your hair for me Not if you care for me Stay little valentine stay Each day is valentines day

Just another victim of the... victim of the ghetto Just Another victim, that's how it goes, ooh Heavy foot traffic jam the hallway all day Adolescence working for small pay World so little he could never leave his block His home bullet riddled so he always need his Glock He coast with his eye open, keep his metal smoking Young wasted minds fiending on dimes, coking Forgot kids quick to break rules and known to make fools Out of many, down the streets we more safe than school There's no diploma that can break you from the coma Of a bloody war in the country, the youth hungry On the corner hyenas amongst me Yapping about the stories they be hearing, always swearing Can't even spell the shit that he be wearing Caught up in the silk web of material Superficial stains ya brain tissue, that's the issue The young is lost at their own cost, dreaming Screaming how we never hold positions, that's the meaning Mothers of murder victims share the same grief The elderly shake their head in disbelief And no relief came till I aimed And blast one shot and left my name... the GZA Just another victim of the... victim of the ghetto Just Another victim, that's how it goes, ooh My residence is a city where army veterans smoke rocks On torn down blocks, drug spots set up their shops And cops watch innocent niggas roaming flocks Romanism in tops, papers and knots Churches and liquor stores on every corner plot To get money knots some funny niggas act like They could pop Glocks and those who can't cop Sisters giving up ass a lot, brothers giving up cash a lot Babies struggling to become someone because their parent's not Just another victim of the ghetto, where lost minds settle When the devils uncivil society and die free With double 'W' followed by J-D around the necks and wrists The God is now a dog, the Earth is called a bitch And all my people wish to get rich in this wilderness to push a Lexus Ice on everything from rings and bracelets to the necklaces Children molested within these pest infested buildings Seeds uneducated in these schools, paint on the ceilings Is peeling off, but all I see is lost black babies calling "Please somebody save me, please somebody save me" Just another victim of the... victim of the ghetto Just Another victim, that's how it goes, ooh Just another victim of the... victim of the ghetto Just Another victim, that's how it goes, ooh Just another... just another... victim of the ghetto