Lyrics:
to the mountain top
And down to the valley low
Went to Austin with 3-2 and STILL
Ain't find no finer hoe
Not much no finer girl
But one that treat me so sweet rub
and got that twist
The kind of love you can't resist
At seventeen
Now sloppy shirt, old blue jeans
Dirty shoes by all means
Patch of blonde, peroxide
goes down
I'll be somewhere whistlin' to my own sound
In my hometown, by my own self
I'll get there, same shoes, no thumb out
I'm the one they didn't
cars like somebody wrecked
Juliet looks up and sees Romeo
In her camouflage pants and dirty poncho
Extending her arm, she flips him the bird
Blows
on the table like a mountain
I need that money
So high that I cannot count
Ask the nitties and they'll tell you
Word of mouth (Word of mouth)
It's no secret,
third baby
And sometimes I think maybe I should've left here long ago
Travellers are stopping by, check their oil and their p.s.i.
Gas up and away
A 20 minute song
It's not actually 20 minutes
Duey! put on something creative
Duey, you're so fucking dirty, hehehe
Oh boy
Is there any way I
tonight
And join us by the fire light
Fast as the wind they swoop and glide
the changeling by her mother's side
towards a misty mountain-top
that all but
goodie two shoes
Is a dirty pair of socks
That you're never gonna wash, no
You never could quite bite the bullet
You just sink into your bed
With
goodie two shoes
Is a dirty pair of socks
That you're never gonna wash, no
You never could quite bite the bullet
You just sink into your bed
With
Let us fly away to the rock candy mountains
Just you and I
Where the bluebird sings by the champagne springs
We'll kiss the blues goodbye
Let us
Let us fly away to the rock candy mountains
Just you and I
Where the bluebird sings by the champagne springs
We'll kiss the blues goodbye
Let us
Brown shoes don't make it
Brown shoes don't make it
Quit school, why fake it?
Brown shoes don't make it?
TV dinner by the pool
Watch your
I could stay
And I threw my shoes away
Checked out the towns in the mountains
Saw the cities by the sea
It’s hard to say what was missing
But I knew
looking in, yeah
I've traveled here and everywhere
Following my job
I've seen the paintings from the air
Brushed by the hand of God
The mountains
on chasing me
from the mountains to the desert
right into the sea
One moment then I took a breath
stopped walking
I couldn’t believe my ears
my shadow
of shitty news
I've had a thing for dirty shoes since I was 10
Love dirty men alike
Ooh
Better day than yesterday (keep cuttin' up)
Ooh
I just take it
Crown of thorns
A disciple or two
We'll sell them Jesus hats
Jesus socks
Jesus coats
We'll sue the pope
Jesus shoes
Jesus dirty books too
[Chorus: Cee-Lo, Royce the 5'9"]
Give me a mountain. Give me a sea
Put your mind on wonderland, be what you want to be. Wooow
It's Politics. Ha my
Diamonds same color as dirty lean pull
Up in 30 lean beamer boo
Infrared beam on the young Smith &
Wesson same color my tennis shoes
Smoking with
Heavenly
Blessings always dey falla me
The evil that flyeth by day
cnd the tempest at night
Cannot conner me. Screh!
I am an heir- I know who I am
I am
I'm just trying to survive climbing this mountain of lies
I got allies that would hate to see me go on the rise
Every person I run into is an opp in
Hill
Getting off this mountain soon
Tweakers come out under the full moon
My speakers blow out from my fuckin tunes
Got the fuckin blues
I'm wavy
counting?
Keep getting tired off moving these mountains for people that ain't worth accounting
Keep facing perils I'm down for the challenge
Stay getting
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