I was walking along minding my business when love came and hit me in the eye now out of the blue my dreams come true when they ask I'll tell them why
get away Gotta get away, gotta get away Gotta get away, gotta get away Gotta get away, gotta get out of here, gotta get away I'm making another delivery
plug away, you gotta plug away) And the voices told me to plug it away (You gotta plug away, you gotta plug away) Hey now when I'm knockin' On your door This special delivery
To hide the ancient fear of being alone And now we live in darkness Embracing spiteful holds Refusing any answers For no man can be told That delivery
[Fabolous:] Yeah please believe it Believe it please Ghetto Fuckin' Fab Niggas yeah yeah yeah uh yeah yeah Street Family Brooklyn we back [Verse 1: Fabolous
away - You're gonna fall for me And the voices told me To blow you away - You're gonna fall for me Hey now well I'm knocking on your door This special delivery
Late at night, you're hungry You're craving some pizza Let me be the one that you call Olive or anchovy Perhaps pepperoni Anything you want, we've got
anyone Fucked, forlorn, frozen beneath the summer Don't sing along or you'll get what I got So, here comes a delivery Straight from the heart of the misery, oh Here comes a delivery
[Chuck:] I never had a stain on my shirt I'm Pine Sol pine needle clean in the dirt I got the works I work the full shift full of work Not work, work
Girl had a baby And she gave it to the world World didn't want to take The baby from the girl Flowed on the waterway Your time It never change your heart
free To hide the ancient fear of being alone And now we live in darkness Embracing spiteful holds Refusing any answers For no man can be told That delivery
Chorus: You've given your love to me Special delivery You've given your love to me Special delivery Repeat Chorus When I was in a special need You
number I'm gonna knock as well We got a rhythm delivery I'm gonna stomp and yell We gonna bring a drummer We gotta beat that swell We got a rhythm delivery
bill on 'em I lived it out -- special delivery I spit it out -- special delivery I sniffed it out -- special delivery [Chorus: P. Diddy] (I want that) Special delivery
Bud Light Presents: Real American Heroes (Real American heroes) Today we salute you, Mr. Chinese Food Delivery Guy (Mr. Chinese Food Delivery Guy) Without
. Are you listening, sir? Or did your mind drift to the next country in your axis, to all the cool bombs drops you get to call: delivery fresh from the
One in our waistband. One in our right hand. We are coming out shooting. One in the torso. One through the forehead. We are coming out shooting. You
gotta buy groceries before you can cook... Cash On Delivery So make it cash on delivery, that's the way it should be. Let's make it cash on delivery