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the blooming (hah, hah)
that beautiful sound I'm loving (hah, hah)
you find a move riding to the show bizz
come to speak, what? in the Lab of Noizes
so back off
Willard Clark
We the Pottawattamie County Juice Patrol."

Then we's passin' by the Dew Drop Inn when he heard this woman scream
So we pulled on in an'
I'm cut up by White Mike
Busted up by that Mr. Davis, sluggin' me is a beautiful night
That chrome is quite atrocious, complimented by candy gloss
by the courts and keep comin'
Dummy, just embracing the dope like it's a woman
You burnin' both sides of the rope and keep pullin'
Tuggin', in
and taste

Stands aloof at the end of the bar
Nervously jangling the keys to his car
A beautiful woman glances his way
He wants to move in but has
the show, I mean I meet a nice girl every where that I go. Shouts out to
Halie up in Cali, Tammy and Brandy my girls in Miami.
Whenever I'm in town they treat
at the Red Labels
Got my woman and her girlfriends dancin' on the tables
Shut down the joint, me I'm just laidback and all
Surrounded by the gangsters
at the Red Labels
Got my woman and her girlfriends dancin' on the tables
Shut down the joint, me I'm just laidback and all
Surrounded by the gangsters
at the Red Labels
Got my woman and her girlfriends dancin' on the tables
Shut down the joint, me I'm just laidback and all
Surrounded by the gangsters
at the Red Labels
Got my woman and her girlfriends dancin' on the tables
Shut down the joint, me I'm just laidback and all
Surrounded by the gangsters
the hardest verse that I ever recite
I'm in the studio with a gun in my neck it's all right
Surrounded by gangsters, I don't know how they got here
But I
as a family doing shows singing songs
But this was through the Segregated South
And before someone got punched in they segregated mouth, Perry was out
Livin'
around

And the good old boys on their leatherette
Want a woman who was down for whatever
I learned to be compassionate by watching those working girls
probably find the main jar
I been major, it's Rapsody, boy

I don't trust the score, I've been baffled by judges' cards before
Never leave it in their