Lyrics:
It's gonna make you feel good, make you feel fine
You can blame it on the music every time
I was only seventeen when I wrote my first verse
Inspired
before you made your money back
I was seventeen, sellin' green weed
To grown men who'd fiend to get dirt inside their spleen
How 'bout the fifty year
and gasoline
A little danger sitting next to me
And when I was with her
Man, I never felt so alive
Sky was red, I was green
Road was black, seventeen
She
She packed a yellow bag made by Samsonite
She only packed enough for an overnight
She caught the morning bus
To catch the early train
That runs
the shit
Stick dick to hoodrats, make gangsta hits
I baptize my sticks, ice skate on seventeens
On the phone with five-oh, don't you love them D's?
While
to seventeen
Got my ass kicked by the football team
Another Loser on the scene
Every Guy With A Chick I Fancy
I asked you out for losing truth or dare
(uncredited singer):
It's so cold, cold blooded
It's so cold, cooooooold
Cold blooded
Cold blooded
Cold blooded
(2x)
[Second Verse]
Belinda seventeen
a working man.
I'm gonna need a shot of vitamin E
by the time you're finished with me.
I'm talkin' to you, Hot legs, you're an alley cat.
Hot legs, you
Well They Locked Him Up Seventeen Years For A Crime
It All Began When He Did What He Had To Get By
All Alone All He Had Were His Friends
Girl scattered
Ripped to pieces by her brother's murder
One thought too many
One thought too much
Her gentle levy burst
Lives with her mother
In a church, by the face
He talks about the people going under
Only child know
A man decides after seventy years
That what he goes there for,
In a church, by the face
He talks about the people going under
Only child know
A man decides after seventy years
That what he goes there for,
eyes what I can't believe
I think she's watching me
With her eyes of seventeen
Back to the shape of my shadow
I use my skill to live
Darkness my only
to seventeen
Got my ass kicked by the football team
Another Loser on the scene
Every Guy With A Chick I Fancy
I asked you out for losing truth or dare
a working man.
I'm gonna need a shot of vitamin E
by the time you're finished with me.
I'm talkin' to you, Hot legs, you're an alley cat.
Hot legs, you
drink up tonight.
You say, you say it, it's running through my veins,
Well please stay safe you're seventeen.
Limousine will take us to meet
In a church, by the face
He talks about the people going under
Only child know
A man decides after seventy years
That what he goes there for,
In a church, by the face
He talks about the people going under
Only child know
A man decides after seventy years
That what he goes there for,
can't carry on
Despised by society, treated like an animal
For the law just a piece of shit, a criminal
You thought that you could fly, high in the sky
Kenesaw Mountain Landis was a bad mother fucker
He was seventeen feet tall, he had a hundred and fifty wives
He didn't do that much except he
man has a story to tell
He lived by the book
Went to church every day
But his wife left him young
With two daughters and bills to pay
He worked himself
a working man.
I'm gonna need a shot of vitamin E
by the time you're finished with me.
I'm talkin' to you, Hot legs, you're an alley cat.
Hot legs, you
In a church, by the face
He talks about the people going under
Only child know
A man decides after seventy years
That what he goes there for,
I was seventeen. And she thirty-five.
When I fell in love. First time in life.
I still see her tempting lips and feel her tender fingertips when
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