Lyrics:
flag been flying so long
I know you dig it, I can see
Just by the way you move your feet
One nation under a groove
It’s that
Funk jam and it’s
in L.A.
So we went down to the Union Station
Made our getaway
Got on the Dixie Flyer bound for New Orleans
Across the state of Texas to the land
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
I cannot stop it
Imma keep poppin
New orleans projects
We Kill you for walking
Dnnn dnnn dnnnn dnnnn
Maneuver with that bust bust
Lah daddy don't you
From a shack by a mountain stream
To a room in New Orleans
So far from my Blue Ridge Mountain home
The men I meet ain't warm and friendly
(Dolly Parton)
From a shack by a mountain stream
To a room in New Orleans
So far from my Blue Ridge Mountain home
The men I meet ain't warm
They're really rockin' in Boston
Pittsburg, PA
In the heart of Texas
And 'round Frisco Bay
Way over in St. Louis
Down in New Orleans
The cats
can't see
I be who they can't be, man
Don't ever look for help
Doing good by myself
I've been on my own line
If you feel that, this your jam
This
Texas
There's a guy who plays the best piano by far
He can play piano any way that you like it
But the way he plays is eight to the bar
When he jams
And baby, I'm the walking dead
Oh, you were a vampire
And baby, I'm the walking dead
I got the ways and means
To New Orleans
I'm going down by
the good and bad, 'cause you know the kind
The world is passing you by, but right down the line, down the line
[Chorus]
Whoa, to New Orleans, maybe
Orleans
All the cats wanna dance with
Sweet Little Sixteen
Sweet Little Sixteen
She's just got to have
About half a million
Framed autographs
Her
Orleans
All the cats wanna dance with
Sweet Little Sixteen
Sweet Little Sixteen
She's just got to have
About half a million
Framed autographs
Her
Orleans
All the cats wanna dance with
Sweet Little Sixteen
Sweet Little Sixteen
She's just got to have
About half a million
Framed autographs
Her
of the rails is all they feel
[Chorus]
Night time on the City of New Orleans
Changin' cars in Memphis, Tennessee
Halfway home, we'll be there by mornin'
You're a freak for the rhythm, slave to the dance
That's my jam
That's my jam
That's my jam
That's my jam
That's my jam
Every time that I get
I'm back by popular demand
Well not really, but my optimism's grand
A little success has got me in a jam
I never thought I'd say I got too many
when we first met
Soon to be divorced
I helped her out of a jam, I guess,
But I used a little too much force.
We drove that car as far as we could
I'm Trappin' out off these jams, I'm Trappin' out off these jams (Yeah)
I'm getting high with the band, but I do not fuck with them Xans (Nah)
I need
wszystkich sił
Bo podobnie czyni masa obywateli
Zanim podniesiesz kamień i nim rzucisz zapytaj sam siebie czy i ty na górze taki byś nie był
Jam niepodległy
def jams
All I make is def jams, all I make is def jams, all I make is def jams
Is you not hearing me what are you deaf man
Yeah so tell me what you
Roll it up
Take it to the face man
Getting high
Baby this a space Jam
On another planet
Feeling like the space man
Getting high baby off the space
Hey
You wish you wish u could
Jam like us
Hey
You wish you wish u could
Jam like us
Hey
You wish you wish u could
Jam like us
Hey
You wish you wish u
tried, the truth I cannot hide
To keep you satisfied
True love I know exist, it's the love I can't resist
So, jam by my side
We're jammin' yeah (jammin',
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