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window seat
Halfway back, aisle twenty three
Man I wish that I could fly this thing
Give a little more gas, just a little more speed

This
Teachers doing fine as far as I can see 

Being a school mam 
Controlling promiscuity after hours 
Being a school mam 
Giving out detentions by
and pretty soon
You'd find him at the local auction barn.
Well, he'd stand and listen carefully until at last he began to see
How the auctioneer could talk
served by the nigga, the nerve at the throat 
You think you bad but bitch you never had 
A nigga to give more heart attacks than Fred Sanford had
Guzzle It!
Pour Your 40 out! Guzzle It!
Bitch!

Who's trying to be the first one
To catch this blade in the throat?!
You know them po po don't let me hold
the throat?!
You know them po po don't let me hold 'em toasters no more!
I just clapped three people, you gon' be number four!
If you don't back the fuck up
the throat?!
You know them po po don't let me hold 'em toasters no more!
I just clapped three people, you gon' be number four!
If you don't back the fuck up
can't wait baby just one more ride
I can't wait till you're by my side

Could you crawl through your telephone
Girl I'm so tired of being alone
I
fool
You can take your place among the best"

35 dollar 40 now 40 dollar 40 dollar 
40 dollar 40 dollar give me a hollar 40 dollar
Who will bid it
the best in all the land let's pause to give that man a hand
He's the best of naughty auctioneers
I got thirty five dollar bid and now forty dollar forty
more

Reads just like revenge fiction
Some 40's novel re-lived
Reads just like revenge fiction
No more excuses to give
No more excuses to give
forty acres of corn in the ground
Tennessee taters we sell by the pound
Proud as we can be
To live in Tennessee

Mama you and dad have got to come stay
go (who let you go)

But now we're together
He can't hurt you no more
Thank you for using Top40db.com.
Let's have another one, yeah

When he had
’m workin' with
Bust it wide open, let you see what I’m workin' with

If you knew better you’d do better
Tell me who’s better, nobody home
Could be my body
’m workin' with
Bust it wide open, let you see what I’m workin' with

If you knew better you’d do better
Tell me who’s better, nobody home
Could be my body
best trade unions
I could find, I paid my wages, a, dues six months in advance

I waded forty eight miles of swamps and six big rivers
Walked across two
shotgun, wedding oh yea
Cause your fathers got a gun
And there ain't no place to run
Shotgun wedding
And all I could hear that day was
Do you take this woman
reason why you shouldn't have success, right?

Forty acres and a Muller
I spent my reparations on the jeweler
I bought a timepiece, now ain't no
best trade unions
I could find, I paid my wages, a, dues six months in advance

I waded forty eight miles of swamps and six big rivers
Walked across two
side,
Biggest attraction by far!

I'm just another blues of nineteen forty four,
When they start to play me they all ask for more.
Who'd ever guess
40's till I'm forty ?
Truncatin drum loops with Pauly
On the SP-1200 and 1212 you feel it
Mission to create, matrimony and reveal it
It's love in
that time flies by
And in forty years the world has changed
As well as you and I.
and a storm begins
Give it up, honey, can't race the wind
Good lookin' here I go

Well call me forty below
Well, I could take a little cold shot
And try
Well, I left Kentucky back in forty nine
An' went to Detroit workin' on a 'sembly line
The first year they had me puttin' wheels on Cadillacs

Every
the door.

And I could tell he was lookin' for trouble
>From the way that he came stompin' in
He told me to leave Shorty there by himself
Come down