Lyrics:
Salthill or Mallow
I stood like John Wayne by the wall
Lined up like cattle, we waited to do battle and fall
You can't wine and dine her in an old Morris
look in
Those eyes, those eyes
I know I will never say goodbye when I look into
Those eyes.
There's been times I thought of leavin'
Find another place
eyes, shy eyes?
Have I become a past time, passed by?
What's behind those shy eyes, shy eyes?
Shy eyes, shy eyes
You cut through my human condition
Watch it for the Jay and Ye' like Truman Show to Carter 3
Wayne's World, grab the mic, flying-by when I started these
My own poems those stained words
dig it?
There is no girl in the whole world
That can love me like you do - ow!
Tell 'em bout it, Watson
My baby now, when she walks by
All
topping all the charts
You got me tripping on two feet and then my heart is skipping a beat
You got those two eyes oh so sweet if you were a song you're
object Wayne's plane
'Cause I be on that Mary, I don't fuck with plain Jane
Drugs in the backpack, no room for E.T
Eyes on my kneecaps, don't look, I'm
Ladies and gentlemen
This here is another one for the steppers
DJ Wayne Williams put the record on
Whoa oh whoa oh whoa oh whoa yeah
Whoa yeah
on Richard Milli I look richer by the day
Hop in a batmobile got me feeling like Bruce Wayne, yeah
Swallow the perk, I'm about to go insane, yeah
Two-tone
Napoleon murphy brock (vocals)
Bob harris (vocals)
Johnny "guitar" watson (vocals)
Ensemble: (singing)
De white boy troubles!
(white boy troubles!)
De white
evening, yeah
There's no one out tonight
Now you're thinking about Dale Watson
Thinking about turquoise
All along West Avenue
While those black birds
Ladies and gentlemen
This here is another one for the steppers
DJ Wayne Williams put the record on
Whoa oh whoa oh whoa oh whoa yeah
Whoa yeah
Ladies and gentlemen
This here is another one for the steppers
DJ Wayne Williams put the record on
Whoa oh whoa oh whoa oh whoa yeah
Whoa yeah
know huh name)
I'm fuckin that bih
She giving me brain
(She giving me brain)
I hop in the coupe
I feel like Bruce Wayne
(Feel like Bruce Wayne)
I'm going
Anything you want in the world
Anything you want in the world
Give it up to me
Hey can we go by walking
Or do you prefer to fly
All of the roads are
Anything you want in the world
Anything you want in the world
Give it up to me
Hey can we go by walking
Or do you prefer to fly
All of the roads are
at their heads, like hair in a comb
Sittin' by the window, I just stare at the storm
Know I'll make it through it like hair in a comb
Young Money over
at their heads, like hair in a comb
Sittin' by the window, I just stare at the storm
Know I'll make it through it like hair in a comb
Young Money over
X an' Martin Luther
I don't ever play but I'm in the game lady,
They just loose to love, those are tennis games lady,
Have you countin' money goin'
my hand on my heat, eyes red from the sweets, I
Realize some things never change
Once in love and it's gone you don't look at it the same, nigga
Fuck
on point everywhere
Would've thought I write blind
Crazy vision
I ain't in my right mind
Darkness all around me
Had to close my eyes
To let the light shine
to the river
He looked her dead in the eyes
He could feel her trembling hands
They made love by the river
And they held o tight
To those memory making
Reflexions of the Disillusioned
By Jeff Knight
Dedicated in loving memory to Jerry Wayne Smith and Willie Mae Smith
“You courageously
Lil Wayne
Bitches lick my lollipop cause all eyes on me
West coast shit bumping out the EA
In the south my boyz popping shit like champagne
In
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