Lyrics:
lovers share,
And I'm proud to have done,
Something good for once.
And she is so kind, and he's so clever
But they don't need me now,
Hanging
out this is Beck, and uh
Beck I wanted to ask you a question
I recently picked up this 10
Inch record of yours
It's called A Western Harvest
Field by
he's the kind who'll break mine
Oh, Mercy, yeah
Why does he look so good to me?
Telling me that a one night man
Would be good company
But that ain't
I come up hard baby, but now I'm cool
I didn't make it sugar, playin' by the rules
I come up hard baby, but now I'm fine
I'm checkin' trouble
I come up hard baby, but now I'm cool
I didn't make it sugar, playin' by the rules
I come up hard baby, but now I'm fine
I'm checkin' trouble
the bumpers
Always playing clean
He plays by intuition
The digit counters fall
That deaf dumb and blind kid
Sure plays a mean pinball!
He's a pinball
"Tell the kind-folks not to worry
It ain't nothin' but my hammer suckin' wind, it keeps me breathin'
This steel-driver's muscle it ain't thin.
"Captain
bitin' ass
Neck, ears, hands, legs, eatin' ass
Your pussy's too good, I need to crash
Your titties, let 'em out, free at last
Thank God almighty, they
the bumpers, always playing clean.
He plays by intuition, The digit counters fall.
That deaf dumb and blind kid, Sure plays a mean pinball.
He's a pinball
You look at this picture with a wondering eye
And then at the arrow that hangs by it's side
They tell a story for you know there is one
With
When by the phone
In vain you sit
You very soon in your mind realize that it's not just
An ordinary pain in your heart
When you by chance
Go
way
And coming back to you,Omaha
[Verse 1]
Omaha,Nebraska wasn't good enough for me
I always thought i was the roamin' kind
With a pocket full
I've come up hard baby, but now I'm cool
I didn't make it sugar, playin' by the rules
I've come up hard baby, but now I'm fine
I'm checkin'
Singing in the shower, laughing by the hour
Life is such a breezy game
Love all kinds of weather, long as we're together
I love to hear you say my name
John Henry!!!!!"
Then somebody hollered," The mountain's cavin' in!!!!!!"
John Henry told the captin,"Tell the kind-folks not to worry
It ain't
When by the phone
In vain you sit
You very soon in your mind realize that it's not just
An ordinary pain in your heart
When you by chance
Go
God has smiled on me and He's been good to me (yeah, uh)
[Verse 1]
Before I was a wild juvenile
I used to be a mild Christian young child
I used
Well my name is Cecil Brown
And I'm from a little town
And people don't think much of me
I never understood
Why they thought I was no good
of work, all the flakes go berserk, have you forgotten how good they taste?
You're my kind of guy cause I like your style and you sound as horrible as me
This kind of music, use it, and you get amped to do shit
Whenever you hear some shit and you can't refuse it
It's just some shit, for these kids
pleasing me
I never met a woman that will ride or die
I need her right here now by my side
One of kind and she all mine
She bad as hell and she a whole dime
BED BREAKER
BED BREAKER, SCREWING AROUND.
GOOD LOOKIN’ DRESSED TO THE GROUND.
HEAR THE WOMEN, THEN HE’S IN TOWN.
HE’S GOT MORE THAN YOU CAN CHEW.
Might slow it on down and wave at a passer-by
Hug your neck, say I love you, 'stead of saying goodbye
Ain't looking for one, but won't run from
from his hand and he set my love free. I said,""Make me feel good, make me feel nice, give me your lovin' all through the night. Make me feel good make
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