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delightfully Nanny bakes, fairy cakes Every Sunday morning Miles of miles of English garden, stretching past the willow tree Lines of holly, hocks
Me name is Sam Jones and it's bones me occupation Chuck your old hocks out for my consideration Thirty years a bone man, up and down the nation Sam
That's the joint that's the joint That's the joint that's the joint That's the joint that's the joint That's the joint that's the jam Play it again
And I wished I wore a ring so I could hock it I'd like to hock it A young girl in a parkin' lot Was preaching to a crowd Singing sacred songs
And I wished I wore a ring so I could hock it I'd like to hock it A young girl in a parkin' lot Was preaching to a crowd Singing sacred songs
If you want to we can kick it, baby, joint 2 joint [Chorus] (Sex me) Uh, yeah (safe), joint 2 joint (Sex me) Uh, yeah (safe), kick it, baby,
to Austin Were slippin' away from home And puttin' jewelry in hock To take the trip To go and listen To the little dark-haired boy That played
to Austin Were slippin' away from home And puttin' jewelry in hock To take the trip To go and listen To the little dark-haired boy That played
Cause if I Hock my guitar how the hell am I supposed to play blues Filled out an application for sweeping up the streets They said I didn't qualify I
If I could hock my love, could I trade For your wings to cover me, unless I fall? Half-alive, I heard the most brilliant line The sleep is eyes,
It's the Joint! It's the Joint! It's the Joint!
We're gonna tear down the mailbox, rip up the floor Smash out the windows and knock down the door We're gonna rock, rock this joint We're gonna
Smoking a Joint
livin' on a Chinese Rock. All my best things are in hock. I'm livin' on a Chinese rock. Everything is in the pawn shop. The plaster fallin' of the wall.
I'm livin' on a Chinese Rock All my best things are in hock I'm livin' on a Chinese rock Everything is in the pawn shop The plaster fallin'
I'm living on a Chinese rock All my best things are in hock I'm living on a Chinese rock Everything is in the pawn shop The plaster fallin' off
Top Joint The Flat Top Joint The band starts rockin' at midnight Boy, you know you can't stand still They got barbecued ribs, beer and wine
on a prayer Take my hand, we'll make it, I swear Whoa oh, livin' on a prayer Tommy's got his six string in hock, now he's holding in When he used to make
know why We don't make up our own moves We got nothing to prove Baby hock that diamond ring Oh, We'll buy a road map and some gasoline And we'll
Yeah, a chick-a-doom Chick-a-doom, chick-a-doom Yeah, That's the joint That's the joint, that's the jam Turn that shit up, and play it again
Well, I called my baby and I told her to be Down at the juke joint a-waitin' for me 'Cause I'm a juke joint Johnny I know every joint in town I'm
town Got yourself a hot night In a cold town Johnny's got spare change in his pocket A ring and a watch to hock for a sweet ride A one way ticket hidden
to blame but me She broke all my fishing rods Put my guns in hock Threw my clothes out in the yard And changed out all the locks And I got nobody
find it hard If your guitar's in hock That's show business [Show business] Show business [Show business] Show business That's the way it goes
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