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Artists:

Digital Jockey


Albums:

Disc Jockey Hits, Vol. 1 (Hutchinson, Hutch) · Disc Jockey Hits, Vol. 2 (Hutchinson, Hutch) · Disc Jockey Traditions, Vol. 6 (Hutchinson, Hutch) · Disc Jockey Traditions, Vol. 8 (Hutchinson, Hutch) · Disc Jockey Traditions, Vol. 9 (Hutchinson, Hutch) · I'm a Jockey (Jimmy Johnson) · World's Greatest Disc Jockey, Vol. 1 (E. Rodney Jones) · Disc Jockey Traditions, Vol. 1 (Hutchinson, Hutch) · Back in My Disc Jockey Days (Hutchinson, Hutch) · Please Mr. Disc Jockey (The Clovers) – and 3 other albums »


que va sin jockey
La chica pide reggaeton a ese disc jockey
(Looney Tunes!)
Dime que paso, broki?
Apunto de caramelo estan esas gatoskis
que va sin jockey
La chica pide reggaeton a ese disc jockey
(looney tunes!)
Dime que paso, broki?
Apunto de caramelo están esas gatoskis
que va sin jockey
La chica pide reggaeton a ese disc jockey
(Looney Tunes!)
Dime que paso, broki?
Apunto de caramelo están esas gatoskis
que va sin jockey
La chica pide reggaeton a ese disc jockey
(Looney Tunes!)
Dime que paso, broki?
Apunto de caramelo estan esas gatoskis
fast cars
And we can dance like the best of them
As long as the lights stay low
And the jockey knows what she's doing
And we can dance like the best
candela 
Lony, metele con candela 
Metele con candela 
Pa' que todas las gatas se muevan 

Cógela que va sin jockey 
La chica pide reggaeton a ese
que va sin jockey
La chica pide reggaeton a ese disc jockey
(Looney Tunes!)
Dime que paso, broki?
Apunto de caramelo están esas gatoskis
like fast cars.

And we can dance like the best of them, 
As long as the lights stay low 
And the jockey knows what she's doing.
And we can dance
Lie to me baby
Uh huh
Lie to me baby
Lie to me baby
Lie to me baby
Move on

I know you got another jockey at home
Let me be your rider
Till
on
Something to rest my faith upon
All-night jockey
Come and save me
From the quiet

So put the needle on the number
And tune to the crash of tiny thunder
Underneath the glass on the dresser drawer
Ticket stubs and photographs, never any more
And in the puddles on the lawns a tiny jockey stands

But
Doo-Rag at home
I'll take a drive to BEVERLY HILLS
Just before dawn
An' knock the little jockeys
Off the rich people's lawn
An' before they get up
love on the ocean's floor
And she whispered

Divers do it deeper 
Jockeys do it shorter
Bricklayers always make it just a little bit stronger
light
In spite of all the crowds who call
Their hero, a goldfish jockey
Their hero remains Mr. Baby

Mr. Baby spills it by the ton
He wraps his
they all tell
She's a rebel, she's a yell
Oh yeah, my baby's lowdown

White heat in a cold rain
I'm a mergin here in your mergin lane
Jockey La
Freshly - showered jet jockey's
In the Chico Club bar
Drinking neat Wild Turkey
They smoke Havana Cigars
Screaming MIG fighter
In the Latin night
Big
a cool an' deadly

Hand inna di air like ah' Jockey fashion,
Cock out yuh batty like ah' water pumpy
Wine slowly that ah' cool an' deadly
Move lively
Then I wasn’t
I was sixteen years old in a dead guy’s boots
With my hair slicked to the side

Sitting outside the Jockey Club
Crying in my 7-up
I
can play the blues myself

I'm gonna give every disc jockey
The blues across the country
If he don't dig this
He got a hole in his soul

Yeah,
I build the ships we?re proud to sail 
I give my man a full dinner pail 
I clerk 
I fight 
I warden at night 
I plan 
I rig 
I jockey a jeep
Ever since Miss Susie Johnson
Lost her jockey Lee
There has been much excitement
And more to be

You can hear her moanin?
Moanin? night and morn
and yet they're not satisfied
And, and these disc jockeys,
They hear the tune that is different.

Man is born, man lives, and man dies
And it's all vanity.
runnings
Jus' rock with your deeta all night long
I say now, cool runnings
While the disk jockey play your fav'right song

Hey now, rope in
Come on and tune
last night

I know it's Valentine
The morning words looks fine
Besides, the jockey's brother's a friend of mind
And just a minute, boys, I got
Late at night a disc jockey plays a sad song by request
For some lonely girl in a one room world whose tears won't let her rest
For she lives every