Lyrics:
Oh Mr. Crosby, (Yeah) Oh Mr. Crosby (Ask me son)
All the orchestras are swinging it today
And I wanted to find out what the noise is all about
Do
Crosby, Stills, Nash and Young, Crosby
Stills, Nash and Young, Crosby, Stills, Nash and
Young, Crosby, Stills, Nash and Young, Crosby
Stills, Nash
I saw that man with his LP´s.
And almost, lost my hair.
I felt a strong Déjà-vu,
when he played the song.
Crosby, Stills, Nash and Young.
It´s
CROSBY STREET
Crossing Crosby street to L'Orange Blue
Is our favorite spot in the afternoon
cs the people pass us by we sit and drink wine
beside me
Out at Crosby Park School
Your average little kid fool
I may have been a weird one
But still a little cool dude
Always had my friends' backs
My
my hobby
Want them diamonds to be skating like they Sydney Crosby
I'm always working never sleeping looking like a zombie
Gold around my neck
That
pull-up on all that stuff
Two roles on the pitch, driver and striker
I beg a young boy don't call my bluff
Pc crosby's on me i know he's bored
But
Down by the sunshine
I see you in a ray
Guided back to today
And then you appear
Silences are so clear
Crosby, Stills and Nash
Crosby, Stills
In a bar in Acuña called Ma Crosby's
I found myself not feeling any pain
I told a 'Frisco girl I'd come for freedom
She said she'd only come
There are some things which never will happen,
I'm sure you'll agree
Like Crosby's horses winning races,
and Benny playing The Bee.
But here in
e förberedd
Jag har till och med haft tid att posta alla julkorten
O Bing Crosby sjunger om en dröm vit jul
Allt som saknas här just nu e du
I år
rhythm you're sure to succeed
Rhythm is our business, business sure is swell
He's the drummer man, in the band
Crosby's on the drums, in the band
Oh,
In a bar in Acuña called Ma Crosby's
I found myself not feeling any pain
I told a 'Frisco girl I'd come for freedom
She said she'd only come
ever snowing
The way it's meant to be
Like in White Christmas year after year
Bing Crosby, Bring Crosby
Are you listening to me?
It doesn't
ever snowing
The way it's meant to be
Like in White Christmas year after year
Bing Crosby, Bring Crosby
Are you listening to me?
It doesn't
How 'bout david crosby? I mean...
He's so in, you know, i...
No, I never...
He's...he just knows...
I mean, he almost cut his hair but he didn't
No,
rhythm you're sure to succeed
Rhythm is our business, business sure is swell
He's the drummer man, in the band (in the band)
Crosby's on the drums, in
Crosby
I’m lizard, let me spit this cold shit blizzard
Those sicko rhythm gonna make our pockets thicker
I take a step back, I draw the bigger picture
I go
danser helt for seg selv
Og Crosby synger ballader ikveld
Han synger om en fortid og kjærlighet
Og hun danser mens englene daler ned
Hårstråd som begynner
be home soon
I’ll get ready with silver and gold
Find some Crosby and Cole on the radio
I’ll make dishes of candy cane kisses and
Wait beneath
home again
I look my wrist I got a big ben
Man This lifestyle costly
Cross a man like crosby
Aint talkin bout ps than you lost me
Its a good chance that
I’m icy like a nigga playin hockey, ice yeah
She got ride like Kawasaki, Like a bike uh
Riding with that stick like Sidney Crosby
My n*ggas Finna
to stay, I'm southward bound
Murray Hill scares me away, SoHo is my ground
No LES & no Kitchen in Hell
All I need is the key to the 503 At the Crosby Street
the fire and pray to God it snows
All I need is you here with me
Every moment with you is like a sweet melody
Bing Crosby is playing on the radio
Keep me
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