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If I were a guitar, 
I'd like to be played by BB King
If I were a little dog, 
Rufus Thomas could walk me
Oh, but I'm a man, 
Who needs to be
Rufus Champion 
They call that train the desert wind 
And it blew like a mutha that day 
through the Joshua Trees 
We were battin' the breeze 
About
the maestro
Yeah, you know and I'm "movin' on my wheels"
"You got that?"

I feel like Rufus Thomas, the crown prince of dance
I'm Mike D, and I'm known for
the maestro
Yeah, you know and I'm "movin' on my wheels"
"You got that?"

I feel like Rufus Thomas, the crown prince of dance
I'm Mike D, and I'm known for
Doing what i'm doing 
'cause there's this 
One chick i'm thinkin of pursuing (Damn she's bad) 
I can tell by her smile that she's thinkin the same
Doing what i'm doing 
'cause there's this 
One chick i'm thinkin of pursuing (Damn she's bad) 
I can tell by her smile that she's thinkin the same
real fine chick
It should've been me with that real fine chick
By now you know who that should have been
Driving that Dynaflow

I hate to get heavy but
who?) 
Sweet adorable you! 
 
Words and Music by Thomas Baker Knight
THE THINGS THAT MATTER MOST TO ME
WRITERS DON PITTMAN, BILL TAYLOR, THOMAS LAVERNE

Yes there are many precious mem'ries that I'd like to recall
yourself but what about? 
I'm some idea you're not without a doubt 
So you can put away that tongue 
I don't know who I'm trying to kid 
I'll find
yourself but what about? 

I`m some idea you`re not without a doubt 
So you can put away that tongue 
I don`t know who I`m trying to kid 
I`ll find
the side of my bed
As he did before I went away

What will Thomas, that old gardener, say
When you ask him for flowers for me
Will he give you a rose he
friend, I be hoping it leave
I have to bite my tongue, just to keep from arguing
Six days of that is like, who let the monster in
After it's finished then,
chick on the spot
'Till I noticed that her breath
Smell like fat kids in a box
I met this girl named Jill
Who wanted my baby
I always told her no
Words: Dylan Thomas

Do not go gentle into that good night,
Old age should burn and rave at close of day;
Rage, rage against the dying
[words & music by Thomas C. Hansen]

Riding down the valley of the Kings
I hear the song of a thousand years
Once you've seen the things that I have
seen the whips outside, the fly one's mine
I'm with Tim and Mag, don't lie, take your time

[Ms. Jade]
Lie for what? Never been that type of chick
on you
That's why you gotta stay on point
Be aware of what's goin' on and hold it down, from us to you...

[Carl Thomas]
As ya world goes up and down
[Verse 1 - Ja Rule]
This chick no intentions of bein' offensive
The women by callin ya'll bitches
My down ass bitches
Still my queen bitch's cut look
to
I be ya down a** chick

[ Verse 1 - Ja Rule ]
This chick no intentions of bein' offensive
The women by callin ya'll b****es
My down a** b****es
March, march, march, march
Boomdizzle, baby

Way back in 1776
Who would have thought we would have had these chicks
Sum kinda slim and some
to ask a favor, don't talk to me like I'm stupid
Got no love for you haters, so send that message to cupid
Give a shout out to Who Kid, (why give a shout
another espresso
And there's a chick in the coffee shop who's caught my eye
But she never talks to me when I walk by
So I sit there and I cool it and I'm
seen the whips outside, the fly one's mine
I'm with Tim and Mag, don't lie, take your time

[Ms. Jade]
Lie for what? Never been that type of chick
"I don't need it!"

Sometimes it's just no fun
To feel like you're the only one
Who doesn't go along, when things seem wrong
But they're not my friends