never, never be apart Can't we make it true? (Repeat Pre-Chorus) We're all guilty Guilty Guilty We're all guilty of love Guilty Guilty Guilty We're all guilty
rebirth from t-shirts to minerals The ward's filthy, search for another light in town Nobody else home, can't carry their same load But I feel guilty
ain't picture perfect Yeah, you see the ice and I dress nice Make 'em look twice, life ain't picture perfect Yeah, I'm blowin' on some good lime, skatin
lookin' like they got the mumps I'm 'bout my change, gotta get the riches From the look of thangs y'all gettin' JC Penney's Pass that Patron, the lime
for the donkeys And the innocents can all sleep safely And all sleep safely My, my The sun is pie There's fodder for the cannons And the guilty ones
Oh dirty Maggie Mae they have taken her away And she never walk down Lime Street anymore Oh the judge he guilty found her For robbing a homeward bounder
the pond. Last night I shit a brick in the pond. They found me guilty and I had to pay a fine, and clean out the pond with lemon and lime. And then I
There's straw for the donkeys And the innocents can all sleep safely All sleep safely My, my, sun is pie There's fodder for the cannons And the guilty
Trying to take this all in I've got one, two, three, four, five senses working overtime Trying to taste the difference 'tween the lemon and lime Pain
Oh, dirty maggie mae, They have taken her away, And she'll never walk down lime street any more. Oh, the judge he guilty found her Of robbin' the homeward
rebirth from t-shirts to minerals The ward's filthy Search for another light in town Nobody else home Can't carry their same load But I feel guilty like
Oh dirty Maggie Mae they have taken her away And she never walk down Lime Street any more Oh the judge he guilty found her For robbing a homeward bounder
your attention well and nothing's ever happened no oh what's a girl gotta do to have some fun with you shut your mouth put your lips on me i feel guilty
Oh, dirty Maggie Mae they have taken her away and she'll never walk down Lime Street anymore Oh, the judge she guilty found her of robbing the
guilty, I ain't hit 'im Guess who lyin' wit 'im Left po', ya dead broke like Holy's ear when Tyson bit 'im Still on point like lime segment Pull out joints
like they got the mumps. Im 'bout my change, gotta get the riches. From the look of thangs ya?ll gettin? J.C. pennies. Pass dat Patron, the limes? right
picture perfect Yeah ya see the ice And I dress nice Make 'em look twice Life ain't picture perfect Yeah I'm blowin on some good lime Skatin on two 85
's straw for the donkeys and the innocents can all sleep safely all sleep safely. my my, sun is pie there's fodder for the cannons and the guilty
