Lyrics:
lies baby,
Don't take me for a ride baby,
Just stay here by my side baby,
We won't ever stop.
I found a love, hidden in a backstreet
I found
was gonna be hard to keep up with the Joneses
But as fate would have it
That Atlanta magic got put out by them damn Padres
And I guess destiny ain't
Sitting by a broken window
Up in a back room swallowing wine
Gazing down a backstreet garden
With my bed chair table and wine
Looks like I'm
covered her ears
We'll have you runnin', man
I hope you're an athlete 'Cause, dude
You just went down the wrong backstreet
Now I'm a bit confused
'cause
baby,
Just stay here by my side baby,
We won't ever stop.
I found a love, hidden in a backstreet
I found a love, baby
I found a love, hidden in
Oh, Chuck, they out to get us, man
Yo, we got to dust these boys off
In this corner with the '98
Subject of suckers, object of hate
Who's
Written by Peter Green.
Now the cupboards are empty
But baby you don´t care
This way that I´m living
Now that you´re not here
I´m
you got in store, what we getting into tonight?"
Hell, I don't care, it ain't here nor there, just as long as you're by my side
Whether she's
the hold.
In the backstreets and the bedrooms
All she's found is disappointments bitterly
While the love that she's too often found
Was enough
longing to be lovers
Promising each other that the night will only know
Parked on some old backstreet
They laid down in the back seat
And fell into
Intro
It's the year of Backstreet and Cowboy Bebop
When the millennium bug was what you caught at a porn shop
When One Week and Let's Ride were
I came back with a 98 swing
So many conversations by 98 wing
I got 98 things swag is on point
Peep my 98 ring I'm the 98 king
98 steps kept the best
everything cool
Just a backstreet gambler with the luck to lose
And when the heat came down it was left on the ground
The devil appeared like Jesus through
everything cool
Just a backstreet gambler with the luck to lose
And when the heat came down it was left on the ground
The devil appeared like Jesus through
of a work of art signed Kenmore in '98
With all those pictures hangin' side by side
Forgotten memories from another time
And all the places that I've
Today he traded his big '98 Oldsmobile
He got a heck of a deal
On a new Porsche car
He ain't wearing his usual grey business suit
He's got jeans
everything cool
Just a backstreet gambler with the luck to lose
And when the heat came down it was left on the ground
The devil appeared like Jesus through
We were children who played
On the backstreets of border towns
And we dreamed of the day when we might run away
To where the good life was found
Ah, Backstreet
Yes yes y'all
One time, here we go (yes yes y'all)
Ooh, ooh
Yes yes y'all
I could tell when I stepped in the room
And I saw you
free
Walking down a dark road to loneliness
The night has no mercy
I feel a need in me I can't express
[Chorus]
I'll be standing by
I'll be
She lives her life in honky tonks and crowded backstreet bars
A world of make believe that knows no sun or moon or stars
Just a glitter
Lyrics by: Chuck Cannon
Talking heads talking to us on the television
Silver screen preachers and politicians
Say they got the answer first they
She lives her life in honky tonks and the crowded backstreet bar
A world of make believe that knows no sun, no moon or stars
Just a glitter
the backstreets and the bedrooms
All she's found is
Disappointment's bitter weeds
While the love that she's too of'en found
Is not enough to satisfy her needs
She's
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