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[Intro: Frank Ocean]
Yeah, yeah, oh
Yeah, yeah, yeah

[Verse 1: Frank Ocean]
That’s the way everyday goes
Every time we’ve no control
If the sky is pink and white
If the ground is black and yellow
It’s the same way you showed me
Nod my head, don’t close my eyes
Halfway on a slow move
It’s the same way you showed me
If you could fly then you’d feel south
Up north’s getting cold soon
The way it is, we’re on land
Still I’m someone to hold true
Keep you cool when it’s still alive
Won’t let you down when it’s all ruin

[Hook: Frank Ocean]
Just the same way you showed me, showed me
You showed me love
Glory from above
Regard my dear
It’s all downhill from here

[Verse 2: Frank Ocean]
In the wake of a hurricane
Dark skin of a summer shade
Nose dive in the flood lines
Tall tower of milk crates
It’s the same way you showed me
Cannonball off the porch side
Older kids trying off the roof
Just the same way you showed me (you showed)
If you could die and come back to life
Up for air from the swimming pool
You’d kneel down to the dry land
Kiss the Earth that birthed you
Gave you tools just to stay alive
And make it out when the sun is ruined

[Hook: Frank Ocean]
That’s the same way you showed me, showed me
You showed me love
Glory from above
Regard me dear
It’s all downhill from here

[Outro: Frank Ocean + Beyoncé]
Remember life
Remember how it was
Climb trees, Michael Jackson, it all ends here
Say what up to Matthew, to Shoob
Say what up to Danny
Say what up to life immortality
Bending up my Nikes
Running out the melpomene, nicotine
Stealing granny cigs (take it easy)
Gimme something sweet
Bitch I might like immortality
This is life, life immortality

[Intro]
American love, American me, American you
American tear, American heartbreak, oh, oh, oh

[Verse 1]
I took a walk with the palm trees as the daylight fell
Sangria in a canteen, talking to myself (I can’t remember)
This tattoo on my left hand is turning purple-ish blue
Daydreams of the romance, daydreams of you
My pretty woman in a ballgown, I’m Richard Gere in a tux
Getting married in a courthouse, writing vows in a rush
Making out before the judge with my teenage wife
Got a wedding band done that I just might die with

[Chorus]
It’s an American wedding
They don’t mean too much, but we were so in love
We had an American wedding
Now what’s mine is yours, that’s American law

[Verse 2]
M-R-S dot Kennedy, she signed her name in pen
In a fancy, fancy cursive, then turned her term papers in
A thesis on Islamic virgin brides and arranged marriage
Hijabs and polygamist husbands, those poor un-American girls
After school she ran to me, jumped in my 5.0
This is the home of the brave, land of the free
But your parents still didn’t know
She said, “I’ve had a hell of a summer
So, baby, don’t take this hard
But maybe we should get an annulment
Before this goes way too far”

[Chorus]
It’s just an American wedding
They don’t mean too much, they don’t last enough
We had an American wedding
Now what’s mine is yours, American divorce

[Verse 3]
Well, you can have my Mustang, that’s all I’ve got in my name
But Jesus Christ, don’t break my heart
This wedding ring won’t ever wipe off
But if you stay, oh, if you stay
You’ll probably leave later anyway, it’s love made in the USA

[Outro: James Fauntleroy]
Don’t let ’em front you to saying you can’t move
Without ’em, fuck ’em, I tell ’em this ain’t new
We been some hustlers since it began, dude
Ain’t gon’ be tripping over some bitch-ass, dude
They so vain, I tell ’em this ain’t you
You can get sensitive but the shit ain’t true
These niggas can’t do nothing that I can’t do
That she can’t do, that he can’t do
That you can’t do, that we can’t do
Man, I had a dream and then the shit came true
And nigga, if I did it, I think you can too
These niggas can’t do nothing that I can’t do
That she can’t do, that he can’t do
That you can’t do, that we can’t do
Man, I had a dream and then the shit came true
These niggas can’t do nothing that I can’t do
That she can’t do, that he can’t do, that you can’t do

[Skit: Rosie Watson]
Stop thinking of this as being money
It’s just money, I’mma make more
No, no no no no no
Please decondition yourself
It’s not just money
It’s happiness
It’s the difference between happy, being happy and sad
It’s the difference between having a home and living on the streets
That’s what it is, it’s not just money
It’s so much more than that
Right now it’s the difference between you being able to go to a prom
And disappointing a girl
As I told you from the beginning, I don’t have money
I have bills to pay, but that meant nothing to you
Absolutely nothing
Let’s see, I have
Ooh yeah, I’mma make myself a hot link when I get home
It meant nothing to you
Saving my seven dollars

“End”

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

“Golden Girl”

[Verse 1: Frank Ocean]
She peels an orange for us in the morning
She woke me up to give me half
I can hear the children soccer 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

[Chorus: Frank Ocean]
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)

[Verse 2: Frank Ocean]
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

[Chorus: Frank Ocean]
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)

[Bridge: Frank Ocean]
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 gold

[Chorus: Frank Ocean]
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)

[Verse 3: 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

[Outro]

[Intro]
And the peaches and the mangos
That you could sell for me

[Verse 1: Frank Ocean]
What do you think my brain is made for
Is it just a container for the mind?
This great grey matter
Sensei replied, “What is your woman?
Is she just a container for the child?”
That soft pink matter
Cotton candy, Majin Buu, oh, oh
Close my eyes and fall into you
My God, she’s giving me pleasure

[Verse 2: Frank Ocean]
What if the sky and the stars are for show
And the aliens are watching live
From the purple matter?
Sensei went quiet then violent
And we sparred until we both grew tired
Nothing mattered
Cotton candy, Majin Buu, oh, oh
Dim the lights and fall into you, you, you
My God, giving me pleasure
Pleasure, pleasure, pleasure
Pleasure over matter

[Verse 3: André 3000]
Since you been gone, I been having withdrawals
You were such a habit to call
I ain’t myself at all, had to tell myself, “Naw
She better with some fella with a regular job”
I didn’t wanna get her involved
By dinner Mr. Benjamin was sitting in awe
Hopped into my car; drove far
Far’s too close and I remember my memory’s no sharp
Butter knife, what a life, anyway
I’m building y’all a clock, stop, what am I, Hemingway?
She had the kind of body that would probably intimidate
Any of ‘em that were un-southern, not me, cousin
If models are made for modelin’
Thick girls are made for cuddlin’
Switch worlds and we can huddle then
Who needs another friend? I need to hold your hand
You’d need no other man, we’d flee to other lands

[Bridge]
Grey matter
Blue used to be my favorite color
Now I ain’t got no choice
Blue matter

[Outro: André 3000]
You’re good at being bad, you’re bad at being good
For heaven’s sakes, go to hell, nah, knock on wood
You’re good at being bad, you’re bad at being good
For heaven’s sakes go to hell
Knock, knock, knock, knock on wood
Well frankly when that ocean so mu’fucking good
Make her swab the mu’fucking wood
Make her walk the mu’fucking plank
Make her rob a mu’fucking bank
With no mask on and a rusty revolver