Lyrics:
Her hair was golden brown and she wore blue jeans
And she told me that she cried a lot
I told her not to worry 'bout the little things
Our
this shit is hysterical
By my nephews and nieces I will email Jesus
Tell him forward to Moses and cc Allah
Mr. soul survivor does that make me
grey Mexican suit
The blue eyed traffic can sashay by
'Cause tonight the sailor boys have hit Shanghai
The kick-out traffic goes creaking by
I smash
You lookin' good boy, you got that fire now
So you a hot boy, I'll be your hot toy
You know the routine, rub up on my blue jeans
And if you do it
I feel lonely, lololololonely
You're the one and only
That makes me feel so blue
I feel lonely, lololololonely
You're the one and only
That
true, sir.
We're Who's who, sir.
I'm a Who and so is she
Mayor & Mrs. Mayor:
We're tiny little people blowing by in the air,
Wonder how and why
We're
this shit is hysterical
By my nephews and nieces I will email Jesus
Tell him forward to Moses and cc Allah
Mr. soul survivor does that make me
Salad bars in this frigid town
Where the repo'd cars are blood-red brown
October stars flash numbers down for keno
Candy corn in an empty cart
You
Wake up mend the breakup
Take the day off I'm hungover
I been staring at the ceiling
Since the middle of October
Been pushed over Cliffs of Dover
Hey mr bus driver can you take me home
But I don't know if I really want to go
Just a kid with big dreams and too much to worry
Take me home the long
and make it Nine your Cock-A-Doodle time
He's Mr. Cock-A-Doodle Do is up at half past two
The night is done the sun will shine, skies will soon be blue
and make it Nine your Cock-A-Doodle time
He's Mr. Cock-A-Doodle Do is up at half past two
The night is done the sun will shine, skies will soon be blue
Hello Mr. D.J. won't you play a song for me'
The girl I love just said good-by and I'm blue as I can be
Oh please Mr. D.J. play that song I heard you
crackin'
Wanna chill when ya down for the smashin', it's American Gangster Mr. Blue Magic
[Chorus: x2]
Trick these a pac stay breazy up in the club
standing by the live oak tree, in our yard on Canyon Lake
And I'm driving under miles and miles of clear blue Texas skies
Some strangers in a pick-up truck,
Roll and Big Bill Broonzy
And "Really The Blues" by "Mezz" Mezzrow
And "Dharma Bums" by Jack Kerouac
Over and over again
And voices echoing late
How can there be trouble in this world?
With the color in these hills, the blue October sky,
this little road that winds along the river.
Dusty
and gigglin'
Mercy, take a look at that wigglin'
See the cutie in the corner
She's losin' her blues by stompin' outta her shoes
The folks are hoopin' n' hoppin'
I feel lonely, lololololonely
You're the one and only
That makes me feel so blue
I feel lonely, lololololonely
You're the one and only
That
you never let me clue you in
Mrs. Peacock got the warm gun with a blue cardigan
You get mad and smash things like Kylo Ren
You just gotta chill out,
smoke
July flames, October ashes
Southern skin and blue jean flashes
Strike a match and light a memory
We never said goodbye, we let it fly into
Didn't even know you
Things were looking so blue
Everything has changed
Since you slide right in
We go out on the weekend
Things are looking decent
to the fair (and he says)
"Reason, won't you put your blue dress on?
Reason, won't you put your blue jeans on?"
At that very moment Mr.Softee rings his
invests
And the hard rains come back to cause all this unrest
Hey Mr. Zimmerman, it feels like the world might end
Replaced by a new one that's coming round
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