Lyrics:
Cruising down the road Making hard earned cash Greasing the wheels Gotta make it last Always on the go It's an endless scheme Caught up in
Somebody tells me even Tommy's coming down Tonight, If Gina says it's all right I'm gonna see those senoritas lying under the sun Yeah they're greasing
the pension In business dealt with lead Kickbacks and cutbacks They all stab you in the back The bloody palms Primed for greasing
as long as you may My horses ain't hungry, they won't eat your hay Then fare thee well darlin I'll be on my way Your wagon needs greasing your whip is
Greasing up of my fingertips I think you'll find us Anybody's title? Got my eyes on the controls Turned on let's go Wire up the radio And I am
Greasing up of my fingertips I think you'll find us Anybody's title? Got my eyes on the controls Turned on let's go Wire up the radio And I am
brother You think you slick but could stand a lot of greasing The things you do ain't never really pleasin' Can't believe nothin' you say Cause I'm
I know you know all the pros and cons They help you get to everything you want Greasing policemen bending all the rules Make them an offer that
You think you slick but could Stand a lot of greasing The things you do ain't never really pleasin' Can't believe nothin' you say 'Cause I'm around
brother You think you slick but could stand a lot of greasing The things you do ain't never really pleasin' Can't believe nothin' you say Cause I'm
feet On the farm Linking you arm in arm There's no harm in Greasing your neighbour's palm On this street for knowledge You must eat your porridge I
own two feet On the farm Linking you arm in arm There's no harm in Greasing your neighbour's palm On this street for knowledge You must eat
feel the suction Greasing my palm And doing no harm Just making some deals What a bitch Money talks to me Whispers in my ear Gives me everything
greasing your whip is to mend Then sit down beside me as long as you can My wagon is greasy, my whip's in my hand Then fare thee well darlin', no longer
hard to make sense of it all and I'd be damned if i do it again Yeah i'll be damned if I do it again Probably there's someone greasing the wheel Pointin
keeps rolling off the tip of my nose There's only one thing keeps me on my feet And I may be greasing the wheels of a noisy factory And I may be
I know you know all the pros and cons They help you get to everything you want Greasing policemen bending all the rules Make them an offer that they
going, that isn't going to change It's been a thousand years or two And still the seconds keep on clicking Clogging cogs and greasing gears Still you
weed, drinking rum Couldn't leave her if I tried, I see her light is on inside Let's build She's in the back room, greasing up, Friday night is
don't know that it's) Not much fun 'til someone gets hurt, (our only motto) So we're greasing up the rusty vert ramp Time to make some reservations for
Paynito if you know you know Young black nigga keep the blicky tuck buddy want smoke ima hit em up I be greasing hoes getting niggas mad as fuck I be
simply look out for my... This tea warms my face, greasing my mood while I look away Grain Smoke accompany dark heavens above Should be cold, but it
I know you know all the pros and cons They help you get to everything you want Greasing policemen bending all the rules Make them an offer that they
clockwork Purging the ungrateful scum Greasing the engine make it turn Purging the ungrateful scum I am justice They turned their back on the world When
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