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The Girls from Petticoat Junction: Sixties Sounds (The Hooterville Honeys) · Polychrome Junction (Leigh Harris) · Tuxedo Junction (Glenn Miller) · Doo Wop Junction (Hutchinson, Hutch) · Junction Seven (Steve Winwood) · Country Junction (Hutchinson, Hutch) · Tuxedo Junction: Big Band Swing Classics (Swing City Big Band) · Villanova Junction (Jimi Hendrix) · Tuxedo Junction (Dick Haymes) · Tuxedo Junction: The Best of Glenn Miller (Glenn Miller) – and 21 other albums »


Junction, what's your function?
Hooking up two boxcars and making 'em run right.
Milk and honey, bread and butter, peas and rice.
Hey that's nice!
Dirty
have a choice like
"This or that".
"And", "but", and "or",
Get you pretty far.

(Conjunction Junction, what's your function?)
Hooking up two
Into adulthood

Irreversible junction of sibling unity
The very rarest example of duality
Two minds apart with individuality
But never to be apart
Beneath the freeway at the cloverleaf junction
The symbol of good luck emanates darkness
The shadow will grow to cover California
Somewhere
me, son 
You can have a lot of fun!

[Chorus: x2]

Pass another fleet of B-L bombers, 
Grab an M-16,
Buildin' Chevy's was never the fun
know where
Up the lane leading to the gate
Push it open and then go straight
At the junction you’ll turn right
Take your time, the sun’s still bright
in by the telly
Although the room was smelly
We spent our time just kissing
The Railway Arms we're missing
But love had got us hooked up
And all our
We stayed in by the telly 
Although the room was smelly
We spent our time just kissing
The Railway Arms we're missing
But love had got us hooked up
bl l link with them shades of thought and think 
(And in this corner be the hush) so play on William Rhodes 
'Cause at the sound of the bell my
never knew what all it carried
But they knew when she unloaded by the banks
Two rusty rigs roared out of there brakin' scrapin' jammin' gears
Disguised
at the function 

Well it's some genius who lives by the Junction 
He's coming from a Harvard socialite luncheon 
Yo -- I hear his jeep clunking 
A jeep --
The caravan flipped over two, three times
Went spinning down the carriageway
Breaking up into splinters
Wheels turning around in the dust
in by the telly
Although the room was smelly
We spent our time just kissin'
The Railway Arms we're missin'
But love had got us hooked up
And all
never knew what all it carried
But they knew when she unloaded by the banks
Two rusty rigs roared out of there brakin' scrapin' jammin' gears
Disguised
Don't you know me Kansas City
I'm the new Berlin wall
Try and tear me down

I was born on the other side
Of a town ripped in two
I made it over
a y'all
By the time I started rhymin' in the late eighties
The drugs in Cali was crazy

[Chali 2na]
Nine-teen eighty
Nine's the number this is
of black people, so
Conjunction junction, what's your function?
Bein' a scout, or sellin' out?
Look in the mirror at yourself, eye to eye
And say: who am
the real blame
Because I wanted the fame
Money is not only the root of all evil
It's also the destruction of black people, so
Conjunction junction
yourself, (ohh) by yourself (ohh)...

[Chorus] - 2X
Smoke by myself
Drink by myself
Poke these hoes by my goddamn self, for rrreal (By my goddamn self)
For
got to end this minute
I had a fucking dream and yo now I'm in it
I've been at many junction but I know about the function
If someone brings you down
got to end this minute
I had a f***ing dream and yo now I'm in it
I've been at many junction but I know about the function
If someone brings you down
2 A.M. a southbound junction - innocence takes flight
Common sense has lost all function - stranded in the night.
The albatross has flown the nest -
the boots
Came to shed light on the doubt with some proof
I go conjunction, junctions with the function
[Ain't the two-bit] with the Jerry Kooney-punch, and
1
[Queen Latifah]
Mercifully  mercifully  mercifully massacre  Naughty By Nature 
Through it ever time  comin at a dance 
My man Treacherous MC  go
spiritual essence
And he goes by the name of, uh HOOD!

Check the vibe, walk that ass or get got
F it (shit) I lick buckshots
Hood, madman, I rip up