Lyrics:
you're so frustrated, emasculated
'Cause you got your shit called out by this little lady (my baby)
Yet your opinion's so strong even when you're wrong
We are amazed but not amused
By all the things you say that you'll do
Though much concerned but not involved
With decisions that are made by you
But
Written by Dennis DeYoung
Lead vocals by Dennis DeYoung
father
you're a sad old man
your tawdry vest is gray
memories
of a former man
are
I'm empty (girl)
It shouldn't hurt me, but I let it
Every time you text me
And by the time I reply, it's too late (late)
Now I feel a way, way,
the bump, do the bump baby
Bump it high, now bump it down
But before you, oo you gotta all
If round if by chance, you miss the beat
Just listen to the music,
have a fit
It's sweeping all the nations because it
Is banana bread
Bum bum bum ba da bum bum bum bum bum
Banana bread
Bum bum bum ba da bum bum bum bum
We are amazed but not amused
By all the things you say that you'll do
Though much concerned but not involved
With decisions that are made by you
bum bum bum bum...)
I never liked to travel by automobile or bike
The only way to travel along is travel along the way
You like and as for me I like I
You are the daughters of sorrow
And somehow I just know
I'm gonna have to hang around you
We walk through the world
As if by starlight
We've
shit called out by this little lady (my baby)
Yet your opinion's so strong even when you're wrong
Bet that feels like power to you (that feels like
We are amazed but not amused
By all the things you say that you'll do
Though much concerned but not involved
With decisions that are made by you
giving you the run a round
I'd much rather be dead than have
To beg my daily bread
And to pay my way no matter
Where I'm bound bum! bum! bum!
Well, I
Move it
Special request y'all by the girls them move it
Shake it move it
Shake it move it
Shake it move it leggo
Sean Paul pon the track
Remix it
By: jimmy buffett
1970
Every day held a new surprise
I watched the hunger burning in my sister's eyes
The paste-board shack we called a home
Would
a ride, tryin' to bum a ride,
Tryin' to bum a ride.
Nobody seem to know me,
Everybody pass me by.
Well, I'm standin' on a highway
Tryin' to hold
Move it
Special request y'all by the girls them
Shake it move it
Shake it move it
Shake it move it leggo
Sean Paul pon the track
Remix it just like
Phoney jewels, or rock star phone
I'm waiting for a friend to call, or the rain to fall
Life goes by
Who knows why
[Chorus]
I can't wait for
Jiggy jiggy bum bum
Hey piggy run run
Jiggy jiggy bum bum
And a hey piggy run
Tied my rope around his feet
Swung him up in the mill to bleed
Maryanne, who's that man?
There's one thing that you should understand
You know many things that go unsaid
By the way one earns his daily bread.
He's
Guess I really went and messed it up again
Now, my baby's goner than the Tulsa wind
Judgin' by the stone-sober state I'm in
Need to crack one wide open
was caged
Bum bum bum
And white bread artists won't even look at you
When they know it's true
What you gonna do?
Bum bum bum
Thought I heard
As I turn back the pages of time
And once more you're in my heart and on my mind
They're unchanged by the passing of years
All alone stands the tower
(Oh, the wine cooler)
Johnny Ryall is the bum on my stoop
I gave him fifty cents to buy some soup
He knows the time with the fresh Gucci watch
the Lord and pass the soup
Praise the Lord and pass the bread
For the sake of a prayer
There's a warm welcome there
And if you ain't had a bath
Ain't no
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