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songs Brenton Wood... Tony, Toni, Tone Love dedications on Art Laboe I learned my game from them love songs Them oldies and them love songs Jodeci... Al
Howard: Ready, Madge? FZ: You have to feel like . . . Art Laboe Howard: Grow, little trees! FZ: It's spring, the time of the year when all
one big show The Four Tops, MopTops, Boston Pops, and Art Laboe Half a million people pushin' and the crowd says, 'Go' But I'd be up in my apartment
Playin' oldies on a Sunday, on my Art Laboe Then José text me, time to start the show I'm backstage off that Jameson as usual Another show sold out, it's
white folks be settin their alarms Don't they know that I can be so full of charm Bumpin Art Laboe on a Sunday crusin down the boulevard Just another
caressing bodies like up and down slow, sounds of Laboe I'm going to put my own show, when i take the old road hit the highway or back through
And Art Laboe will send it out with a dedication to a dog named Snuggles I want to be the featured singer on an EDM song It's the role I was born
Ronin Laboe Watch our run to the goal Promise no one wanna see us though Add one to the trophy case Run it up to 3 and 0 Defense should be illegal though
matter where i go imma call you my home my favorite place in the world cruising on the streets caressing bodies like up and down slow sounds of Laboe I'm
my lo lo, lo lo Dippin' in my '64 (baby) Old school, slappin', Art Laboe (baby) East Side Stories, cruise control Ridin' solo, solo Get your
City boy Wit that islander skin Through the city I swim and stay afloat Drippin in my sunday’s best Wit Art Laboe Weavin through the city’s feng shui I
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