Lyrics:
all tonight on de conch boat Fishnin lobster tails gimme mine Mine diving down by de reef Man I eating good tonight
Wake up in the morning early in
so late one evening last July
Played a little the poker the time had passed me by
Shoes in my hand and my darlin' wife in bed
Up the stairs sayin'
so late one evening last July
Played a little the poker the time had passed me by
Shoes in my hand and my darlin' wife in bed
Up the stairs sayin'
It's getting late in the evening
It's time now for dreaming
A candle is burning and tables are burning
Yeah.
The shadows of darkness will fade in
the only kind
of life I'll understand
She was a handsome woman just thirty-five who was spoken
to in town by very few
She managed a late evening business
the only kind of life I'll understand
She was a handsome woman just thirty-five who was spoken to in town by very few
She managed a late evening business
the only kind of love I understand
She was a handsome woman just thirty-four
Who was spoken to in town by very few
She managed a late evening business
And forgotten all about her
Til a night when I was lost in my late twenties
Stumbling somewhere by the ocean
And I heard the notes from far-off wind chimes
Mixing
what they really want
Drive out to the boondocks
And park down by the creek
And where it's George Strait
Real late dancing cheek to cheek
Ain't
Late glow on an early winter evening in Dockland
With my ship of dreams moving easily across the sound
Reminiscence is weighing me down with
dress, on a sad night
One straw in a root beer
A compact with a cracked mirror
And a bottle of evening in Paris perfume
He told her to wait in by
already know where we going yo
To the stu, to the show, we performing yo
Making hits every evening in the bedroom
Watch the moves baby, Godinho's about
seasons
I bet his body fall
All that shit you talking about dead
I pop me a perk fell in love with the meds
Go catch a body
Thats what simon said
If I get
where she be (B)
She see(C) the (D) and now she swear that she in love with (E)
A vacancy is where my fuckin heart used to be
And It's to late to see what
Too much money on me skinny pants pockets stuffy
BB Simons belt red stones shit flooded
Diors on 1300 for these bloodies
I 95 in a foreign gettin
I’m just tryna get better year by year yeah yeah I’m annual wit it
I’m just tryna come up with a promo plan so dope how can you forget it
Tryna do my
I got demons
And I got secrets
It's hard to keep em
Late up in that PM, they be creeping
Visit while I'm sleeping
Give up signs, but what's
Thank God that the traffic was light
If she hurried she might not be late
For that evening's performance at the state penetentiary
She entered
don't feel right
Be we in red or black
Evening gowns with our hair slicked back
Free to be seventeen
Bathing in sunflowers
I close my eyes late at night
each and every evening
For one epiphany grippin' zz's getting lost
In Herbies e-spliffianies
The E keep me in harmony
The P got me complacent B
Tossin'
dancing
Just ain't what they really want
Drive out to the boondocks and park down by the creek
And where it's George Strait 'til real late
like Batman and Robin
E is kinda late, what's the plan for the evening?
(Let's roll till we find a pack of girls that's skeezin)
Skeezin? I play the game
the chrome 'til I came home
Thug Luv players tell these bitch niggas "bring it on"
I caught a plane out to Cleveland late last evening
To help my niggas
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