Lyrics:
by the backyard swing
he's got that girl on a string
Girl on a string, just a little play toy
Girl on a string, for a little bad boy
Girl
Hello from my hotel room
A thousand miles away and I am missing you
It's late at night, afraid that I
I might let you down
I'm staring
I've never been kissed before
It's been on my list before
A flick of the wrist before would do
But when you get down to it
It's got a good
That lipstick on your collar, well, it ain't my shade of pink
And I can tell by the smell of that perfume
It's like forty dollars too cheap
Well I got on in Bristol, by the old Virgina line
With a suitcase full of dreams, and a brand new spendin' dime
I had a full bouquet of music,
Well down through the ages woman's had a time
Tryin' to get her man to walk the chalk line
To keep him on a string with a kiss and a hug
But there's
To watch the ships sail on the sea?
She took her sister by the hand
And led her down to the North Sea strand.
And as they stood on the windy shore
To watch the ships sail on the sea?
She took her sister by the hand
And led her down to the North Sea strand.
And as they stood on the windy shore
When I was born, the doc he held me by my ankles
Smacked my red behind.
They hosed me down, wrapped me like a bean burrito
Then marked the date
lotta others
That brass band blew my mind
When I joined in the second line
I felt the power of the gris-gris
Got my soul saved by the backbeat
I
unwind
But God never listens to what I say
God never listens to what I say
And you don't get a refund
If you overpray
And when the line is
back home be jealous
I gave our camera to Bernie and we stood by the ball and we all gathered
'round and said, "Cheese"
The Bernie ran away with my
back home be jealous
I gave our camera to Bernie and we stood by the ball and we all gathered
'round and said, "Cheese"
The Bernie ran away with my
wings?
We keep on waiting for the miracle to come
Pour down the mountain like a heaven-fed stream
Cody's always got one on the line
He likes to walk
down upon that street
And gone like a midnight was that man
But I see his six strings laid against that wall
And all his things, they all look so
Steamboat waiting by the waterside
Sunlight shining on the morning tide
Got my ticket in my hand
Got some celebrating planned
Can't remember
He was strong and of sound mind
'Til the day he crossed the line
Between an east Kentucky girl and his wife
In his heart there wasn't room
So
the ships sail on the sea?
She took her sister by the hand
And led her down to the North Sea strand.
And as they stood on the windy shore
The dark girl
that shit with profession
String done turned into A leash
Came in that bitch like A beast
Got her right down on her knees
Whatever it is with the cheese
wrote a line or two
Tried to explain
In your morality it's not the same
I want you on your knees
I want you down
Never a sound
You could be, yes
Hey Saint Peter give me cloud number nine
And tell my daddy that Jr's on the line
Oh please Lord someday I'll be
A talkin' to you i wanna speak man
He sat down on the bank and wrote this four line refrain
And I recall that song by John Dillon James
Well, I got my ticket for the ride in the sky
of fifth and joy
And it's a boy
[crying]
[Slick Rick]
Baby mom, under wing, though if dressed, I could string
Line of cuties, though cling, don't want
on the pedal when I press it
You know we stay vibed out and that is a fact
None of these girls got strings attached
I'ma get my blue cheese and I be dressing
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