Lyrics:
Old School
Copyright Paul Day 2004
Recorded Hatch Studios Worcestershire England UK 2005
Re mixed By Andy Zulla
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Have A Nice Day
Copyright Paul Day 2004
Recorded Hatch Studios Worcestershire England UK 2005
Re mixed By Andy Zulla
From Wiki
Andy Zulla is
But back home in Alabama
They tried to tar an’ feather me
Some say it’s changin’
But the things remain the same
I’m a man, not your boy
Call me by my
it's 6 in the mornin'
Should I stay, ain't got no time to play
Put my ??? by my t-shirt
Then I break, to the door
My partner's three deep in a six-four
official
Let me tell you when it all started
Game dropped Documentary and
Made plenty enemies
It was a classic album, but prior to that
Guerilla Black
From the great Atlantic Ocean to the wide Pacific shore
From the green and flowery mountains to the south belt by the shore
She's mighty tall
and dressed in pink and leather
He's just here from Alabama
He wants to know a way to earn a dollar
I'm searching for my mainer
I said I couldn't hit it
and dressed in pink and leather
He's just here from Alabama
He wants to know a way to earn a dollar
I'm searching for my mainer
I said I couldn't hit it
and dressed in pink and leather
He's just here from Alabama
He wants to know a way to earn a dollar
I'm searching for my mainer
I said I couldn't hit it
and get jerked and robbed for
Their life by a knife or a gun
So when ya see me coming, nigga, run
[Chorus: x2]
"See I had to lick em" "Punk
I met a woman in West Virginia
She said her name was Alabama
She from a little town outside Savannah
Where everybody talk that country grammar
Alabama girl with a grudge was the headline
Judge said "I'm puttin' her away for a long time"
She's a household name when the child begins
No one even
We were driving to Birmingham,
Alabama and my buddy Keith was driving the truck
And this lady about ran us off the road in a cadillac.
She just kinda
Richard frost
By: jimmy buffett
Richard frost left alabama heading west to find his fame
Only got to oklahoma and that's where he changed his name
made you a slave and he gave you a bible
400 years gettin' our ass kicked
By so-called christians and catholics
But I watch 'em burn in a fire
See I'm
rides"
Just a little lake across the Alabama line
But I was king of the ocean
When daddy let me drive
Just an old half ton shortbed Ford
My uncle bought
Jane
Yonder comes that gal of mine
How do you think I know
Know her by that gingham gown
Hanging down so low
Bake them biscuits baby
Bake em good
hard to beat
As the stranger knew then the toughest two by far were where he sat
Was a pot belly fellow from south Alabama and a dude in a black felt
ring
A bungalow by the sea
(Boy)You're really naive to ever believe a full of baloney phoney like me
(Girl) Say! How about the time you went
on
The big screen, then hit every trap and traveled on
Past, present to Texas to Alabama strong
Down in Miami, up to Louisiana homes,
From the Carolinas,
of gettin' our ass kicked
By so called Christians an' Catholics
But I'm a watch 'em burn in the fire
See I'm a G, that's why I ain't in your choir
'Cause
made you a slave and he gave you a bible
400 years gettin' our ass kicked
By so-called christians and catholics
But I watch 'em burn in a fire
See
I just heard the sad song by another band sung by another man he gave me the once over twice I said when he said okay so long he hung me with
This song appears on two albums, and was first released on the One World Album. It has also been released on The Country Roads Collection album
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