Like a little old fashioned music box With just one tune to play My heart keeps singing I love you Twenty-four hours a day Like a little old fashioned
really loves me so Midnight hour, oh yeah I'm gonna wait 'til the midnight hour That's when my love comes tumbling down I'm gonna wait 'til the midnight hour
old are you? Are you owning up? Should you be in here with? Twenty four hour party people Plastic face can't smile the white out With the twenty four hour
past the 11th hour I keep on going way past the 11th hour To find you I keep on going way past the 11th hour I keep on going way past the 11th hour To
driving around and around and always see The kids and the buses, longin' to be free Wasted hours, before we knew Where to go, and what to do Wasted hours
hours ago The night was all we had and then I had to go Twenty four hours ago We were lovers just twenty four hours ago We were lovers twenty four hours ago Twenty four hours
, but now I'm still blind I liked you for 24 hours In your house And when the time has come to live again I shall And I liked you for 24 hours in your
Your captivating eyes, the clever way they smile Stops him in his tracks Then add your pretty face, you keep him in his place He'd do anything you ask
I see the girls by the pool and they are playing it cool And they are playing it fine but I miss the rhythm divine I miss their elegant touch, it's all
[Chorus] 23 hour lockdown Where they treat you like a ho Slide you a plate up under the door Nigga have to shit in the middle of the floor Prison ain'
The Magic Hour (It's all I wanna do) That's my, the ultimate for me When it's almost dark, the sun is gone down And there's still that little bit of
are twenty-three hours that I can't get by But the 24th hour is the one when I cry I pray that it won't come but it comes anyhow And the 24th hour is
three hours that I can get by But the twenty-fourth hour is the one when I cry I pray that it won't come, but it comes anyhow And the twenty-fourth hour
than their pay And it's time a few of them were recognized Hello Detroit auto workers let me thank you for your time You work a forty hour week for
can rearrange My world, my doubt in time but inside out This is the working hour We are paid by those who learn by our mistakes This is the working hour
I don't wanna live my life in chains Feel these voices roaming in my brain All they do is dig a deeper hole Deep enough to hold my tortured soul Here
Chillin' at the studio Chillin' at the studio, 85 bucks an hour So hurry up and loop a beat Mike, come on I'm Violent J, but my homies call me shithead
six lonely hours before dawn And each one is a lifetime since you are gone I can't face up the living with the sun in the sky But for six lonely hours