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Ooh, Lord we're gonna rock it all tonight. 

It's gonna be a rock and roll weekend 
Eight o'clock's when the show begins. 
Get on the phone, call up
we're gonna rock it all tonight. 
It's gonna be a rock and roll weekend 
Eight o'clock's when the show begins. 
Get on the phone, call up all your friends
a.m.
Tell you what, this is a fuckin' a smooth day
Being ripped apart by a hundred and eight
Fuckin' bullshit
This is the worst fuckin' hangover I've
by the tail
And everything is going my way
I've got forty eight hours and twenty five dollars in change

I've got forty eight hours and twenty five
eight by eight
Twenty by twenty bars, I demonstrate
Four by four, eight by eight
Twenty by twenty bars, I demonstrate

Still blastin' away
Spit and put
return
When you`ve squandered all you`ve earned
1, 2, 3, 4, 5, 6, seven day weekend. (x2)

This is all I`m thinking about as the days go by
Spend your
I'm gonna get my 32-20, my baby she ridin' around in a
V8 Ford
Lord, I'm gonna get my 32-20, my little girl ridin'
Around in a V8 Ford
Well, you
Get off work and see my baby
1, 2, 3, 4, 5, 6, seven day weekend. (x8)
before what about it what can you 
Do closed for the weekend speak before 
I drink and drink before I speak 
Developments arrested by speech and no
Twenty dollars before the weekend's over

So set him up
Then let him fall
Turn him over in your hands
God save the king of New Orleans

Got a ticket
the name goes by
Not thicker than water nor thicker than mud
And the eight k thuds it does
Sunset so quickly
Let's make it quiet and quickly
Don't frown
And you turn your back to the bossy breeze
And a plane goes by silenced by riptide
Sea salty-watering me

When I'm twenty-six
When it's
Twenty dollars before the weekend's over

So set him up
Then let him fall
Turn him over in your hands
God save the king of New Orleans

Got a ticket
From Denver to California
By way of Mexico
We're lost and we're finding each other
And we may never see the west coast
We may never see the west
Sixty-eight at twenty-one
The girl has risen with the sun
It's a white paint morning now that the fog is gone

It's a bright, dumbfounded dawn
and the long
Sustained final chord suddenly ends

Ray, I've cut all this
Go straight to twenty-eight
lady is

Eight Eight
Ninety Eight
Love her
She's yours

Bridge & Chorus:

She was twenty five 
And I was fifty four
Yes darling
I was fifty
Number 8 on N.W.A., "Straight Outta Compton"
Pull up at your apartment sitting on 20 somethings
And the dope boys holling "what's happening", kid running
One, two, three, four, five, six, seven, eight, nine, ten, eleven
Twelve, thirteen, fourteen, fifteen, sixteen, seventeen, eighteen
Nineteen, twenty
your reins
Or single footing somewhere below?

Eight lovers they say combed your waving black hair
Eight men knew the feel of your dark velvet waist
your reins
Or single footing somewhere below?

Eight lovers they say combed your waving black hair
Eight men knew the feel of your dark velvet waist
Because they too damn cheap
Been keepin the act up, for forty-eight hours
They weekend warriors, but weekday cowards (bustaz)
All of a sudden, everybody
your lemonade
And meet me down at tower twenty-eight

I think I'm in whiplash
I'm losing it mixing ammonia and bleach
I get off at Pico and sell my
next
Twelve by twelves, nigga hit your front steps
Serve e'ry fuckin fiend 'til there's nothin left

Eight, for them O's and a dollar for them balls
mulattos had no trouble at all with men
All men say that I'm as sweet as honey
'Cause I'm thirty-four, thirty-eight and twenty-two at the tummy

They called