Go tell Aunt Rhody, Go tell Aunt Rhody, Go tell Aunt Rhody The old gray goose is dead. The one she's been saving, The one she's been saving, The one
Damsel fly meander down The river looks like skin tonight Ebb and flow Where willows grow And skimming stones take flight Rainbows occurring in my eyelashes
Saturday, when the hair comes down All the girls in town gonna dress the place In blue-eyed green-eyed brown-eyed light All the boys with desire of
Succulent, ready to be twisted off, The leaves are warm and the stones are hot, The distant houses seem to melt with the vast open glowing air, The almost
Auntie Alice, where are you now? We rung your number and they called it "disconnected." In a dream you come sailing out of a pool of deep blue water.
Aunt Mattie bent a thousand times down the long black rows Then battled with the angry weeds so little seeds could grow Come summer Mattie pulled the
Got love, if that's what you need I got three or four babies sitting on my knee I got good love waiting for you I come sneaking around the corner of the
[Lil' Kim] .. My Aunt Dot left a glock and some blood on my sheets Told me clean the shit up, then she hit the streets Even though I'm her niece, she
Fine man, crazy man, he can't see Sound of the sunset, sound of the sea Why do the people always look at me? Nobody here can see that We are you, we
She knows her mind all right your Auntie Grizelda She says she knows my kind she might, maybe so Oh, yeah, she's raised you right your Auntie Grizelda
Auntie's operation Auntie's operation Auntie's operation She's coming around Auntie's operation Auntie's operation Auntie's operation And you're going
Grooving around in a trench coat With the satin on trail Seems to be all around in tin and lead pail, we pale Jiving on down to the beach To see the blue
Sitting here with Auntie Nellie, she is so alone Talking idly, she's in no hurry, I wish I could go But how could I just say, "Goodbye" There's no one
Grooving around in a trench coat with the satin entrail Seems to be all around in tin and lead pail, we pale Jiving on down to the beach to see the blue
Sie liegt im Bett und sieht nicht gut aus... ..Schlauche und Beutel hangen aus ihr heraus Ihr lauft der Stuhl, Ihr zittern die Hande Tante, bald geht
She knows her mind alright, your Auntie Grizelda She says she knows my kind, she might, maybe so Oh yeah, she's raised you right, your Auntie Grizelda
special shouts out goes to my aunt Sandie and my grandmama Dorothy My two favorite girls you dig these blues? Verse 1 comin up as a juvenile, 1983 had
(feat. Amine) Iv lived so many Lies,so many lies Pretending to be the one they wanted me..to be Id forgotten happy days,forgotten whats in me I dont