Marina del Rey (Let’s Spend the Day) - Sherman's Showcase

Carry me home, got my blue nail polish on It's my favorite color and my favorite tone of song "I don't really wanna break up, we got it going on" It's what you gathered from my talk, but you were wrong It's not easy for me to talk about I have heavy heartstrings I'm not simple, it's trigonometry It's hard to express, I can't explain Ever since my baby went away It's been the blackest day It's been the blackest day All I hear is Billie Holiday It's all that I play It's all that I play Because I'm going deeper and deeper (deeper) Harder and harder (harder) Getting darker and darker Looking for love In all the wrong places Oh my God In all the wrong places Oh my God Carry me home, got my new car and my gun Wind in my hair, holding your hand, listenin' to our song Carry me home, don't wanna talk about the things to come Just put your hands up in the air, the radio on 'Cause there's nothing for us to talk about Like the future and those things 'Cause there's nothing for me to think about Now that he's gone, I can't feel nothing Ever since my baby went away It's been the blackest day It's been the blackest day All I hear is Billie Holiday It's all that I play It's all that I play Because I'm going deeper and deeper (deeper) Harder and harder (harder) Getting darker and darker Looking for love In all the wrong places Oh my God In all the wrong places Oh my God You should've known better than to have To let her get you under her spell of the weather I got you where I want you, you're deader than ever And falling for forever I'm playing head games with you Got you where I want you, I got you, I got you I got you where I want you now Ever since my baby went away It's been the blackest day It's been the blackest day All I hear is Billie Holiday I feel that I play It's all that I play It's not one of those phases I'm going through Or just a song, it's not one of them I'm on my own, on my own, on my own again I'm on my own again I'm on my own again I'm on my own again I'm on my own again

One, two, ready I'm gonna take mind with you with me Ah, "Mine", say it again Mine of you with me, thank you, one more time One, two, ready I'm gonna take mine of you with me I'm gonna take mine of you with me I'm gonna take mine of you with me Like Rocky Mountain High The way John Denver sings So you say there's a chance for us Should I do a dance for once? You're a family man, but But Do you think about Heaven? Oh-oh Do you think about me? My pastor told me, "When you leave, all you take Uh-huh, is your memories" And I'm gonna take mine of you with me I'm gonna take mine of you with me So many mountains too high to climb So many rivers so long, but I'm Doin' the hard stuff, I'm doin' my time I'm doin' it for us, for our family life Do you think about Heaven? Oh-oh Do you think about me? My pastor told me (I'll do it, I'll do it) When you leave, all you take (I did it, I did it) Uh-huh, is your memories" And I wanna take mine of you with me I'm gonna take mine of you with me Yeah, I'm gonna take mine of you with me Like Rocky Mountain High The way John Denver sings My sister's firstborn child I'm gonna take that too with me My grandmother's last smile I'm gonna take that too with me It's a beautiful life Remember that too for me Ah, ah-ah, ah-ah, ah-ah Ah, ah-ah, ah-ah, ah-ah Ah, ah, ah Ah, ah

I miss Long Beach and I miss you, babe I miss dancing with you the most of all I miss the bar where the Beach Boys would go Dennis' last stop before Kokomo Those nights were on fire We couldn't get higher We didn't know that we had it all But nobody warns you before the fall And I'm wasted Don't leave, I just need a wake-up call I'm facing the greatest The greatest loss of them all The culture is lit and I had a ball I guess I'm signing off after all I miss New York and I miss the music Me and my friends, we miss rock 'n' roll I want shit to feel just like it used to And baby, I was doing nothing the most of all The culture is lit And if this is it I had a ball I guess that I'm burned out after all I'm wasted Don't leave, I just need a wake-up call I'm facing the greatest The greatest loss of them all The culture is lit and I had a ball I guess that I'm burned out after all If this is it, I'm signing off Miss doing nothing the most of all Hawaii just missed a fireball L.A. is in flames, it's getting hot Kanye West is blond and gone "Life on Mars" ain't just a song Oh, the live stream's almost on

People ask what should I do To show that I am down with you? Well, listen up to what I say Just open up that closet and add, add Add some Kente (it's easy to do) Add some Kente (wear it with your crew) Add some Kente (it looks like stairs) Add some Kente (over your baby hairs) Add some Kente (to your Timbs) Add some Kente (to your rims) Add some Kente (to your jeans) Add some Kente (to the Marines) Add some Kente (to your Lambo) Add some Kеnte (to Rambo) Add some Kentе (even if you hate the Black man) Add some Kente (and be the Kente Klux Klan) Panel by panel, it's Black people's flannel Panel by panel, it's Black people's flannel Panel by panel, it's Black people's flannel Panel by panel, it's Black people's flannel Add some Kente to your body Add some Kente to your body Add some Kente to your body Add some Kente to your body Kente, you look so good I wish I saw you around the hood You're attractive to me like a flame to a moth So go out today and get some Kente cloth It's that time of year, y'all Black History Month, in June Thank you Kunta Kinte for inventing this cloth Everybody loves it From the thugs To the goths

Time loop, time loop Time loop, time loop Time loop, time loop Time loop, time loop Friends let me tell ya 'bout a gadget of mine It allows you to go back in time Can erase your mistakes, and calm your fears Righting your wrongs through the years, yeah (How does it work?) Hmm, glad you asked Explaining time travel's a very simple task The space time continuum, like pearls on a string If you can move 'em like it ain't nothing I wanna go back, I wanna go back I wanna go back, I wanna go back I wanna go back, I wanna go back I wanna go back in time Time loop, time loop I wanna go back in time Time loop, time loop Back to where you were mine It's just common sense (can you tell us more?) You think there's three dimensions when there's really four But time travel's no joke, I once took a friend We disrupted his past and he came back as twins I wanna go back, I wanna go back, hey, hey Said I wanna go back in time, yeah I wanna go back, I wanna go back, hey Said I wanna go back in time, yeah Time loop, time loop Said I wanna go back in time, yeah, hey Time loop, time loop Back to where you were mine The strings are so massive, they got gravitational pull And gravity has warped space time in some studies P-pull both strings together of one big black hole The pull will be enough to create a closed time light curve That's called a time loop, but make no mistake It would require more energy than exists in half the mass of our universe Brother, do you hear me? (No, hell no, what you talking about...) Okay alright, alright, alright Ain't no need to make a thing of this I was just, just trying to sing a song about time travelling As a metaphor to how, how I wanna, 'cause, 'cause the space time cont... But what about our love? (Yeah, yeah, that's what I make all the time, yo) Ay, what about our love? Woo ('Cause that's, 'cause that's what I meant by a time, time loop, but.) Woo, alright Time loop, time loop Said I wanna go back in time, he-hey Time loop, time loop, hey Said back to where you were mine I wanna go back, I wanna go back I wanna go back in time, yeah I wanna go back, I wanna go back I wanna go back in time, yeah I wanna go back, I wanna go back I wanna go back in time, yeah I wanna go back, I wanna go back Back in time I wanna go back, I wanna go back I wanna go back in time I wanna go back, I wanna go back Back in time I wanna go back in time, yeah