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8/19/2015 6:12:25 AM
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Here's a little song I wrote
You might want to sing it note for note
Don't worry, be happy
[spoiler]
In every life we have some trouble
But when you worry you make it double
Don't worry, be happy
Don't worry, be happy now
Don't worry, be happy
Don't worry, be happy
Don't worry, be happy
Don't worry, be happy
Ain't got no place to lay your head
Somebody came and took your bed
Don't worry, be happy
The landlord say your rent is late
He may have to litigate
Don't worry, be happy
Don't worry, be happy
Don't worry, be happy
Don't worry, be happy
Don't worry, be happy
(Look at me, I'm happy, don't worry, be happy
Here I give you my phone number, when you worry, call me,
I make you happy, don't worry, be happy)
Ain't got no cash, ain't got no style
Ain't got no gal to make you smile
Don't worry, be happy
'Cause when you worry your face will frown
And that will bring everybody down
Don't worry, be happy
Don't worry, be happy
Don't worry, be happy
Don't worry, be happy
Don't worry, be happy
(Don't worry, don't worry, don't do it
Be happy, put a smile on your face
Don't bring everybody down
Don't worry, it will soon pass, whatever it is
Don't worry, be happy
I'm not worried, I'm happy)[/spoiler]
Just putting this here to maybe brighten someone's day. I've noticed lately that a lot of you are pretty unsatisfied or even flat out depressed with your lives. Well I'm here to tell you the best advise I think I've ever been given. No one or no thing can help you feel good or be happy unless your willing to let yourself be happy. If you get caught up on the negatives in life, you're just gonna miss the positives. Sure bad things will always happen, but if you let that get to you that's all you're going to see out of life. Appreciate the people around you and the things, no matter how little or how much, that you have.
Hope this helps if only a little.
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2 RespuestasNow for a song [i]I[/i] wrote. Now, this is a story all about how my life got flipped turned upside down, and I'd like to take a minute, just sit right there; I'll tell you how I became the prince of a town called Bel-Air. In West Philadelphia, born and raised, on the playground is where I spent most of my days. Chillin' out, maxin' relaxin' all cool and all shootin' some b-ball outside of the school, when a couple of guys who were up to no good started making trouble in my neighborhood. I got in one little fight and my mom got scared, and said, "you're moving with your aunty and uncle in Bel-Air." I begged and I pleaded with her day after day, but she packed my suitcase and sent me on my way. She gave me a kiss, and then she gave me my ticket; I put my walkman on and said, "I might as well kick it." First class? Yo, this is bad. Drinkin' orange juice out of a champagne glass? Is this what the people of Bel-Air livin' like? Hmm, this might be alright. But wait, I hear they're prissy, bourgeois, all that. Is this the type of place they just send this cool cat? I don't think so; I'll see when I get there. I hope they're prepared for the Prince of Bel-Air. Well, the plane landed, and when I came out there was a dude who looked like a cop standing there with my name out. I ain't tryin' to get arrested yet, I just got here. I sprang with the quickness like lightning; disappeared. I whistled for a cab, and when it came near, the licence plate said 'Fresh' and it had a dice in the mirror. If anything, this cab was rare, but I thought, "nah', forget it - yo Holmes, to Bel-Air!" I pulled up to the house about 7 or 8, and I yelled at the cabby, "yo holmes, smell ya later!" I looked at my kingdom; I was finally there to sit on my throne as the Prince of Bel-Air.
