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Correct Gold In Timbuktu Lyrics
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When I am old and lonely Would you still be there for me 'Cause now I have all of my strength And you have all your beauty When you're gold in Timbuktu Will I still come look for you Let's swim in the deep end Make it warm that we can For you, for me Buried in the deep end Life is one big weekend Youth! One day you have it and then Poof! It's gone with the wind It's a kin to the end And no matter how you fight it How you light it, how you write it Time is the pen out of ink Poof, and I'm a living proof I used to have it all young and uncoof These days I hear on everything on delay 'Cause I wear an air piece just to hear what he say When my son visit, I don't know why I get livid Maybe I'm jealous of his age My memories vivid I was just like him Young like him, Had a mouth on me a tongue like him But now I'm feeling much weaker Closest thing to my heart is a mandatory gripper And my eyes ain't what they used to be either But here's me singing promise from la Vita When I am old and lonely Would you still be there for me 'Cause now I have all of my strength And you have all your beauty When you're gold in Timbuktu Will I still come look for you Let's swim in the deep end Make it warm that we can For you, for me Buried in the deep end Life is one big weekend Push! One day you comin' and then Woosh! You'd be surprised how easy is To be enticed and feasting life Without the least of dreams suffice So watch it fly fear to flight So I'm busy chasing a decent size Tush! And I ain't never been a wuss Have more arms than an octopus Those days I never thought of old age I never thought I'd see the hair in my nose gray But life goes on how ironic If I could do it over I'd probably smoke chronic But still follow the footsteps of prophet Mohammed I probably turn every lie that I told honest I be an equal terrorist I give the middle finger to my therapist And flush my sedatest I'll have a baby with a feminist and name him sexist Life's a contradiction on my check list When I am old and lonely Would you still be there for me 'Cause now I have all of my strength And you have all your beauty When you're gold in Timbuktu Will I still come look for you Let's swim in the deep end Make it warm that we can For you, for me Buried in the deep end Life is one big weekend
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