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Albums:

Blue Monk [Chameleon] (Thelonious Monk) · Ugly Side: An Acoustic Evening with Blue October (Blue October) · Live at Almost Blue, October 29, 1999 (Ryan Adams) · Chameleon (Vox One) · Nightbirds/Phoenix/Chameleon (Labelle) · Chet Baker Sings [Chameleon] (Chet Baker) · Joyspring [Chameleon] (Clifford Brown) · Chameleon (Tim O'Brien) · Chameleon (Helloween) · Infrared the Chameleon (Tyrone) – and 90 other albums »


From a shack by a mountain stream 
To a room in New Orleans 
So far from my Blue Ridge Mountain home 
The men I meet ain't warm and friendly
the twisted part...Where did all my idols end up?
They've all past away...

Past away...

(Stand by...
It's the chameleon boy) X2
(Dolly Parton)

From a shack by a mountain stream 
To a room in New Orleans 
So far from my Blue Ridge Mountain home 
The men I meet ain't warm
the boys and pushing the luck
Singing songs loud on the way to the game
Wishing all the things could still be the same
Chinese home runs over the backstop
the boys and pushing the luck
Singing songs loud on the way to the game
Wishing all the things could still be the same
Chinese home runs over the backstop
a blue refrigerator, satellite and DVDs
A cozy little couch and Motorola TV
She loved to watch those pretty boys with California style
Like a jealous
can to dodge the bus-stop blues 
Like driving a padiddle with a burnt-out fuse 
My best friend Kimi wants to go with you 
So meet her by the sugar
trust religious guys 
And the heat is rising from Octobers throat 
She says uptown boy 
Hey can you dance the tango? 

So blow the man down
can to dodge the bus-stop blues 
Like driving a padiddle with a burnt-out fuse 
My best friend Kimi wants to go with you 
So meet her by the sugar
Friday night butterflies,
Like clockwork they'd arrive...
A little chill and the October sky.
Nervous till the kickoff game,
Four quarters win
come boy, choose life or death

The only man I hold wake for
Is the sky-blue Bally kid, in eighty-three, rocked Taylor's
My Memorex performed tape decks,
Looking out the window at the clouds flying by
I wonder if You moved them with a thought or with a breath
And as they pass, I see the beauty
come boy, choose life or death

The only man I hold wake for
Is the sky-blue Bally kid, in eighty-three, rocked Taylor's
My Memorex performed tape decks,
So, come boy, choose life or death

The only man I hold wake for
Is the sky-blue Bally kid, in eighty-three, rocked Taylor's
My Memorex performed
[Bun B]
Now if you come down to this dirty south
Betta' watch your ears cause country boys talk with a dirty mouth
And they on them corners and they
grey Mexican suit
The blue eyed traffic can sashay by
'Cause tonight the sailor boys have hit Shanghai
The kick-out traffic goes creaking by
I smash
through
And my rims way bigger than yours

Red truck, blue truck, green truck, black truck
Suburban, Excursion, that Tahoe, that 'llac truck
F**k it
rims way bigger than yours

Red truck, blue truck, green truck, black truck
Suburban, Excursion, that Tahoe, that 'llac truck
Fuck it a bucket, a Delta,
If You Come Down To This Dirty South
Betta Watch Yo Ears Cause Country Boys Talk With A Dirty Mouth
And Dey On Dem Cornas N Dey Hustlin Up Da Dirty
wood with wheel on
With a flyin' bitch some old gangsta shit
Flat screen DVD's smoking stank and shit

Ain't dat shit Sunday bull tank and shit
Top down
Girl meets boy, boy meets girl
A new love born, together they're gonna change the world
Another two seats on the merry go round
Safe in the arms
Girl meets boy, boy meets girl
A new love born, together they're gonna change the world
Another two seats on the merry go round
Safe in the arms
Creep like centipedes, snatch stacks up from silly men 

Cursed by the wicked gin, keep peepers blue-fenced 

To my nested kin, I leave some Japanese
big body Benz it's the navigators
In the hood, servin freaks like I'm a restaurant waiter
Blue lights on the Jag cus I love to shine
Keep it by my
olive oils 

Company Flow fuck please 

Bitch put away the fucking piteous punchlines 

Blue Blockers break under the red light, belittled by my