Lyrics:
arm-wrestled
I'd see that you won
Iee my baby, ride easy, ride high in the saddle all day
If your loving is good
And your cooking ain't greasy
We'll chuck
violence be running through my head
Cold medina y'all, making me see red
Rapid fire Louie like Rambo got bullets
I'm a die harder like my kid Bruce Willis
cookin' ain't greasy
Hitch up the chuck wagon
And we'll ride away
If I ran the country
Yeah, I'd be your first lady
And fix up the white house
While
violence be running through my head
Cold medina y'all, making me see red
Rapid fire Louie like Rambo got bullets
I'm a die harder like my kid Bruce Willis
arm-wrestled
I'd say that you won
My baby, ride easy
Ride high in the saddle all day
If your lovin' is good
And your cookin' ain't greasy
Hitch up the chuck
still young...'cause, 'fo y'all knows it, he be reachin' adulthood and marry some bitch name rhonda ...'n, by dat time, he gwine become what dey call
say the word
I could stay with you
I could be handy, mending a fuse
When your lights have gone
You can knit a sweater by the fireside
Sunday
say the word
I could stay with you
I could be handy, mending a fuse
When your lights have gone
You can knit a sweater by the fireside
Sunday
say the word
I could stay with you
I could be handy, mending a fuse
When your lights have gone
You can knit a sweater by the fireside
Sunday
You're right here where you're supposed to be
Right here with all the losers
The one's like you and the one's like me
My therapist is a good bartender
say the word
I could stay with you
I could be handy, mending a fuse
When your lights have gone
You can knit a sweater by the fireside
Sunday
arm-wrestled
I'd say that you won
My baby, ride easy
Ride high in the saddle all day
If your lovin' is good
And your cookin' ain't greasy
Hitch up the chuck
a good thing going
It's killing me that she's as good as gone
By now she must be tired of always giving
And tired of what she's getting in return
ringing a bell.
Go Go
Go Johnny Go
Go Go
Johny be good
He use to carry his guitar in a gunny sack
And sit beneath the trees by the railroad track.
Frank zappa (guitar, synclavier)
Steve vai (guitar)
Ray white (guitar, vocals)
Tommy mars (keyboards)
Chuck wild (piano)
Arthur barrow (bass)
Scott
Frank zappa (guitar, synclavier)
Steve vai (guitar)
Ray white (guitar, vocals)
Tommy mars (keyboards)
Chuck wild (piano)
Arthur barrow (bass)
Scott
know I'll be okay
Good love is on the way
Three years broken hearted
Now her ghost is finally gone
Done with broken people
This is me I'm working
off, I'ma swag it up
Good girl gone bad, boy, grab my Bud'
Bass loud, hands up
I don't really give a fuck
They say I ain't old enough but
I be young
Willis
What you talking about Willis
What ya talking about Willis
Say your name ring bells
Say your face card good
You ain't come up in the streets
They
to say you're sorry, sorry, sorry
And soon it will be gone, gone, gone, gone, gone
If you live like a whore, better be hardcore
If you live by
Aaah, and if you say the word, I could stay with you
I could be handy, mending a fuse, when your lights have gone
You can knit a sweater by
a girl I know,
I tell ya now she looks so good.
Got so nice skin and such a beautiful lip,
She oughta be somewhere in Hollywood.
I'm talkin' 'bout you,
by someone good
And you, you will be loved by somebody good
You have been loved
You dropped the bomb
And now you're gone
I held you dear
You
it's just the cats at play.
Don't be afraid,
they do it night and day, how very strange.
They've gone by the morning so don't be afraid of me.
We'll
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