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Mambo No. 5/Tricky Tricky (Lou Bega) · Tricky Presents Grassroots (Tricky) · Tricky (Tiffany Queen) · Tricky Meets South Rakkas Crew (Tricky) · It's Tricky 2003 (Run-D.M.C.) · Music from SSX Tricky (Hutchinson, Hutch) · Tricky Meets South Rakkas Crew (Tricky) · Tricky Lix (Jim Self) · Esquizito, Vol. 4: Come Rain, Come Shine (Imperial Quintet of New Orleans) · Come Rain or Come Shine (Sarah Vaughan) – and 90 other albums »


[Nelly:]
ohhh

 [Tricky:]
The harder they come!

 [Nelly:]
Maybe love is not for me
Maybe lovers dream things
That I don't dream
 Tricky
[Tricky]
Again, we go 'round and round
I'll get the drinks
I guess it's always my round

[Alex Mills]
Can you get me that drink

[Tricky
Dicky's a-comin' by

Tricky Dicky you know it's true
That I sit here just a-waitin' for you

Farmer's daughter saw me and she gave me a smile
Thought
[Nelly:]
ohhh

 [Tricky:]
The harder they come!

 [Nelly:]
Maybe love is not for me
Maybe lovers dream things
That I don't dream
 Tricky
A tricky time never slows,
That moment walked me by
without bothering to say,
lucky time never stops,
That moment walked me by
without bothering
up again
(Just gotta get used to it)
You irritate me my friend
(This is no social crisis)
This is you having fun
(No crisis)
Getting burned by
up again
(Just gotta get used to it)
You irritate me my friend
(This is no social crisis)
This is you having fun
(No crisis)
Getting burned by
A tricky time never slows,
That moment walked me by
without bothering to say,
lucky time never stops,
That moment walked me by
without bothering
Come January when it's cold outside
Me an' my baby, we do alright
No leaves on the trees
Few birds and no bees
And that's alright by me
I've got
A tricky time never slows,
That moment walked me by
without bothering to say,
lucky time never stops,
That moment walked me by
without bothering
A tricky time never slows,
That moment walked me by
without bothering to say,
lucky time never stops,
That moment walked me by
without bothering
A tricky time never slows,
That moment walked me by
without bothering to say,
lucky time never stops,
That moment walked me by
without bothering
enough of reading things
By neurotic psychotic pigheaded politicians
All I want is the truth, just give me some truth

No short-haired, yellow-bellied
[Originally by Slaughter And The Dogs]

I Saw You Down James Bar
I Thought You Were Some Kind of Movie Star
You Got That Look That Turns Me On
I Want
enough of reading things
By neurotic psychotic pigheaded politicians
All I want is the truth, just give me some truth

No short-haired, yellow-bellied
yellow-bellied, son-of-tricky dick
Is gonna mother hubbard soft soap me
With just a pocket full of soap
Money for dope
Money for rope

No short-haired,
too tricky
(So tricky, baby)
Falling in love can be easy
Staying in love is too tricky
(Somebody help me out right here, come on now?)
Fall in love
And they never would come down
Turn around and hold me
I'd like to see your face alone

I'm hoping there's someone home
Instrumental (Ac. Guitar)
I'd
things don't come easy

I am a, I am a, I'm a tricky one, ooh ooh ooh ooh, ooh ooh ooh
I love the way you love me back
I am a, I am a, I'm a tricky
the son of your family affair 
Baby breaks away and I've got my face in my hand 
Genetics from my gun, trust me I don't care 

[Tricky: ]
I don't need
named Drew
Hey he wants to come right over
Let 'em in, let 'em in, let 'em in, no way
Did he just called me Sarah when he knows my name is Kay
Yup,
named Drew
Hey he wants to come right over
Let 'em in, let 'em in, let 'em in, no way
Did he just called me Sarah when he knows my name is Kay
Yup,
named Drew
Hey he wants to come right over
Let 'em in, let 'em in, let 'em in, no way
Did he just called me Sarah when he knows my name is Kay
Yup,
named Drew
Hey he wants to come right over
Let 'em in, let 'em in, let 'em in, no way
Did he just called me Sarah when he knows my name is Kay
Yup,
And You've never let me fall down alone 

Maybe she could come to Wichita 
And maybe we could borrow Beaker's bike 
We'd let the rogue wind tie our hair in