Darker timesThey're telling boulder heavy liesLooks like all we've got is each otherThe truth is obsoleteRemember when all I had was my motherShe didn't compromiseShe could recognizeVoodooOur daughters and our sonsAre just candles in the sunVoodooDon't let him see divideDon't you let her see divideVoodooShe's got the whole wide world in her juicy fruitHe's got the whole wide world in his pantsHe wrapped the whole wide world in a wedding bandThen put the whole wide world on her handsShe's got the whole wide world in her handsHe's got the whole wide world in his handsThere's somethin' about youI can't believe I'm even talking to you, tellin' you this right nowYou're specialI wish you could see what I seeShe peels an orange for us in the morningShe woke me up to give me halfI can hear the children talk of ballin'Like wildcats running on the grass, heyYou're a girl on this islandI'm a boy from AmericaMy flight leaves tonight, but I don't think I'm going backwardsI won't be going backwards[Hook]You're my golden girlYou're the one I've chosen girlYou're 24kYou make it bright when it's greyYou're my golden girlThe sun has been kind to youYou're 24k (Girl)But the sky's never grey (Never grey)Silent moments, meditative posesYou break my focus, you make me laughTwo mopeds racing through the forestMaking dirt clouds on a path, on a pathI'm my best on this islandI'm a mess in AmericaMy flight left last night, but I knowI'm not going back home, yeahI'm not going back home, no[Hook]If we build a house in paradise, will we get to heaven still?If we don't have to live through hell just to get to heavenI'mma stay right here with youTil the hurricane comes, 'til the tsunami comes, I've found my girl[Hook][Tyler, The Creator]Um, you're my G-O L-D E-N G-I R-LAnd that's for the females that can't spell, butThanks for fucking with meYou turn my dark into light, you're like a bucket of bleachYou see, I want you to know thatMy negatives at home aren't working for my KodakSo that means that I don't want to go backJust know that I would like to stay here and hold thatHand of yours, girl I'm a wreck in AmericaYour face is the bestcause it's the same color as the lace on my neckAnd you're golden, uh, your eyes open, fuck itLet's toast and listen to Michael BoltonI free-fall off the hill againLet's see where I land, I'm like GilliganUm, I trust you, Golden, for wed ringI'm just hopin' that you don't turn my neck green
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Darker times
They're telling boulder heavy lies
Looks like all we've got is each other
The truth is obsolete
Remember when all I had was my mother
She didn't compromise
She could recognize
Voodoo
Our daughters and our sons
Are just candles in the sun
Voodoo
Don't let him see divide
Don't you let her see divide
Voodoo
She's got the whole wide world in her juicy fruit
He's got the whole wide world in his pants
He wrapped the whole wide world in a wedding band
Then put the whole wide world on her hands
She's got the whole wide world in her hands
He's got the whole wide world in his hands
There's somethin' about you
I can't believe I'm even talking to you, tellin' you this right now
You're special
I wish you could see what I see
She peels an orange for us in the morning
She woke me up to give me half
I can hear the children talk of ballin'
Like wildcats running on the grass, hey
You're a girl on this island
I'm a boy from America
My flight leaves tonight, but I don't think I'm going backwards
I won't be going backwards
[Hook]
You're my golden girl
You're the one I've chosen girl
You're 24k
You make it bright when it's grey
You're my golden girl
The sun has been kind to you
You're 24k (Girl)
But the sky's never grey (Never grey)
Silent moments, meditative poses
You break my focus, you make me laugh
Two mopeds racing through the forest
Making dirt clouds on a path, on a path
I'm my best on this island
I'm a mess in America
My flight left last night, but I know
I'm not going back home, yeah
I'm not going back home, no
[Hook]
If we build a house in paradise, will we get to heaven still?
If we don't have to live through hell just to get to heaven
I'mma stay right here with you
Til the hurricane comes, 'til the tsunami comes, I've found my girl
[Hook]
[Tyler, The Creator]
Um, you're my G-O L-D E-N G-I R-L
And that's for the females that can't spell, but
Thanks for fucking with me
You turn my dark into light, you're like a bucket of bleach
You see, I want you to know that
My negatives at home aren't working for my Kodak
So that means that I don't want to go back
Just know that I would like to stay here and hold that
Hand of yours, girl I'm a wreck in America
Your face is the best
cause it's the same color as the lace on my neck
And you're golden, uh, your eyes open, fuck it
Let's toast and listen to Michael Bolton
I free-fall off the hill again
Let's see where I land, I'm like Gilligan
Um, I trust you, Golden, for wed ring
I'm just hopin' that you don't turn my neck green
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