Lyrics:
From Miami Beach clear out to L.A
New York City to Montego Bay
From Tokyo to the Puget Sound
We all know . . . Girls Make The World Go 'Round
From
the bing now they say your boy is ruthless/ pat your pockets for profit skin you down and leave you shoeless/ now that's what I call my sound is puget
letting all my troubles out
I'm sitting on the Puget sound
Pacific coast I'm coming down
Can you hear me know
I'm letting all my troubles out
I'm sitting
Tear the club up, tear the club up
Tear the club up, tear the club up, tear the club up
You are now in tune to the sounds of the legendary
Yeah,
PNW
Hear this puget sound
Don't give a
Don't give a fuck what you told me
Don't give a
Don't give a fuck what you told me
Fuck what you told me
Shit
Through the long dog days he'd stick around
As the temperatures would climb
Then he'd thumb out to Puget Sound
At apple-picking time
And when
where the sun don't shine
We gone do our thang let them old hoes cry
Ain't nothing but a thang when ya boy flyy by
Forever and a day we gone be alright
a manta-ray
Deep beneath the blue waves
I'll crawl the sandy bottom of Puget Sound
And construct my summer home
Hello Seattle, I am the crescent moon
I want to tell you about my hometown
It's a dusty old jewel in the South Puget Sound
Well the factories churn and the timbers all cut down
a manta ray
Deep beneath the blue waves
I'll crawl the sandy bottom of Puget Sound
And construct a summer home
Hello Seattle, I am the crescent moon
floating around its getting wavy
I been making Puget Sounds check out the drip drop
Tik Tok challenge hit my dance you get flip flops
All designer I don't
In my room at Third and Seneca
See the pigeons peck on tall roof tops
Homeless on the corners, they carouse
Ferries float out in the Puget Sound
the Iguana Club!
Into the Iguana Club!
Won’t you tune in to the Club Iguana? Blast that horn with the sound of gold.
Set your ears on the Club Iguana, my
unfortunately
I make the club rock, make thugs pop guns
Make old folks do the bus stop, can't stop son
Shit I give you what's hot and what's not, I never knew
finally set my mind free
Now everything dance around
'Cause I have found
The remedy to love
Sugar just know you
That's an old story
And if I write this
finally set my mind free
Now everything dance around
'Cause I have found
The remedy to love
Sugar just know you
That's an old story
And if I write this
Still saute the track
Plate with market greens and lentils
Black garlic, green onions, snow pea tendril
Puget Sound
Blowing Sonic out the Gill like
goin' down
Driftin' over Puget Sound
Playin' in my old playground
Flappin' my wings, my freedom found
rollin' through the Doug Fir Trees
Beheld the water on the Puget Sound
Once upon a time in Ballard town
Ballard town, oh Ballard town, there's no place
We'll cut our hair and cover up our tattoos
Somewhere on the shores of the Puget Sound
Or somewhere else, I'm not giving you clues
The tales will
up speaker
Yuh overdrive the sound an bun up di tweeter
Yuh old time mixer an di equalizer
Yes yuh have a selector but my own wiser
Yes yuh
up speaker
Yuh overdrive the sound an bun up di tweeter
Yuh old time mixer an di equalizer
Yes yuh have a selector but my own wiser
Yes yuh
strong eh
Waiting by the bar 'til they play my song
I know I sound negative but tell me that I'm wrong ay
I don't wanna hit the club tonight
Tonight
up speaker
Yuh overdrive the sound an bun up di tweeter
Yuh old time mixer an di equalizer
Yes yuh have a selector but my own wiser
Yes yuh
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