Lyrics:
to squeeze it but she then she
Oh, don't lean on me, man, 'cause you can't afford the ticket
I'm back on Suffragette City
Oh, don't lean on me, man
to squeeze it but she then she
Oh, don't lean on me, man, 'cause you can't afford the ticket
I'm back on Suffragette City
Oh, don't lean on me, man
Gonna see the Rollers
Got a ticket for the Bay City Rollers
And everything will be outta sight
When Eric strums his Strat' at the Rollers show tonight
to squeeze it but she... then she...
Oh don't lean on me man, cause you can't afford the ticket
I'm back on Suffragette City
Oh don't lean on me man
But I got debts that no honest man can pay
So I drew what I had from the Central Trust
And I bought us two tickets on that Coast City bus
Now,
had to squeeze it but
She - and then she -
Oh don't lean on me, man
'cause you can't afford the ticket
I'm back from Suffragette City
Oh don't lean
passed out in the yard
Barbies on the barbecue
This a hickey or a bruise?
Pictures of last night
Ended up online
I'm screwed
Oh well
It's
You only pass through my city
Every once in a million seconds, on a broken clock
Yet we talk like we're living
Only miles, only minutes from
you with devilish smiles
Steady, steady
Have your tickets ready
Steady, steady
Go to hell
After dark
It's a sin filled city
An amusement park
But I got debts that no honest man could pay
So I drew what I had from the Central Trust
And I bought us two tickets on that Coast City bus
Now,
Lookin' out upon the city lights
And the stars above the ocean
Got my ticket for the midnight plane
And it's not easy to leave again
Took my
to squeeze it but she... and then she...
[Chorus:]
Oh don't lean on me man, cause you cant afford the ticket
I'm back from suffragette city
Oh don't lean
to Hell
Gonna hit Crack City
Hit Crack City
And you the master dealer
May death be on your brow
May razors slash your mainline
I'm calling you out right
here
One way ticket, take me anywhere
North bound, south bound, I don't even care
I know the grass is greener there
People in the city leave you
of another world
A dreadful knowledge comes
How even space can modulate
And earthly things be done
Your master he's a monster
He will come on a bridge
passed out in the yard
Barbies on the barbecue
This a hickey or a bruise?
Pictures of last night
Ended up online
I'm screwed
Oh well
It's
to squeeze it but she... and then she...
Don't lean on me man, 'cause you can't afford the ticket
Back to Suffragette City
Don't lean on me man,
'Cause you
a lonely, lonely winter
Fuck-less, pawn sharks
Toothless but got a big bark
Live children, blind psychics
Turned online assassins
So Hale-Bopp, Hail Mary
lenses forensics would've told you Kendrick had killed it
Pretend it's a massacre and the masses upon us
And I mastered being the master at dodging your
out in the yard
Barbies on the barbecue
This a hickey or a bruise?
Pictures of last night ended up online, I'm screwed
Oh, well
It's a blacked out
(Dolly Parton)
Glory to His name, oh, holy, holy
There's a city where the streets are paved in gold
A land where the milk and the honey flow
Subways runnin' under the city
Condos reachin' to the sky
Each of this own, but I feel at home
Standing on this mountain high
And right where I
the way that they articulate themselves online
I love the distance I could cope with the plane tickets
Lied like Oakland ain't the city that I'm going
york city
I know it's crazy but it's true
If you get caught
Between the moon and new york city
The best that you can do
The best that you can do
Is
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