Starships and Rockets - 8Ball & MJG

Oh Oh Oh Lazy You drive me crazy Love is hazy So I will love A kid like you Had to send me away Left me on my back I had a heart attack Oh Oh So lazy You make me lazy This love is hazy So let me go What do I do When you turn blue I didn't even know You loved me so Oh Oh Oh Lazy (lazy) You drive me crazy This love is crazy (crazy) So let me go

This is no ordinary girl Ain't got no jaded feeling Behind the foolin' lies the strength For a vision to come, I must come clean And it's a bad, it's a bad, such a bad state of affairs That she holds in the palm of her hand And it's a bad, it's a bad, such a bad state of affairs I hope she can understand it This is no ordinary girl I ain't got no jaded feeling This is no ordinary girl She jokes as she stares at the ceiling Deep down, you're drowning, I can see the tears Deep down, you just don't have a clue How's a crippled man inside? How's the hopeless Mister Blue? This is no ordinary girl I ain't got no jaded feeling This is no ordinary girl I ain't got no jaded feeling This is no ordinary girl I ain't got no jaded feeling

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