Lyrics:
To Town Square! To Town Square! We're going there! We're going there
Oh yes! Of course! It's the perfect spot
'Cause there the rock will be seen
Blathers wake up
Private island you can catch me there
Villagers know I'm a Bellionaire
KK chillin in my town square
Homie respects I'm a Bellionaire
down we could meet up in the town square
Got the whole town screamin
Got the whole crowd teaming with the uh
Oh
Got the whole town screamin
If you wanna
Diamonds and the pearls, Harlem is the world
Outta town squares still banging Robert Earle
Cup full of syrup, crowded like a squirl
Fashion Week in Paris,
a story, or regale you with song
But there's a jump to his step, ya, he'd best move along
In the town's square ahead
Where the main road ends
There's
all I need is
You and your bright glowing smile
That can light up any room
And your warm pretty eyes
I've got everything I desire
Town square is
I want a little apartment that's just east of town square
With a big bathroom mirror so I can still do my hair
And it will seem like one of my
red knuckles in the smoky air
Grown-ups yellin' in the town square
Mama's hand reaches underneath the headrest, she's rubbin' Daddy's neck
Seems like
be long
Dance the town square
Run to the sound before it's gone
Bhundu Boys play the Sudetenland
Dizzie Gillespie rolls the Batustans
Public Enemy
the
State line
Woke up the baby and she started to cry
She must've known
What we were going to find
This ain't nothin' but a heartbreak town
Square people in
folks could hear me
Leanin' on that Chevy
Slidin' sideways through the town square
Peelin' out, Bruce Springsteen turned up too loud
Playin' air guitar,
the rest of your life
We were sleepless in Savannah
Two kids kissing on that town square bench
Dancing down River Street at 3am
We were dreaming with eyes
stepped out in the moonlight
No, he didn't give a damn, didn't think twice
When he grabbed that loaded gun
In the town square, the wrong man won...
I
I'm out on the town square
Guitar in hand
Somewhere between
Laughing and crying
Singing about the end
Of everything
Hoping it will start again
We
the fact that you fell for a good ol' boy like me
I love your long kiss
And I love your long hair
I wanna shout it out from the town square
That I love
to himself
His nights belonged to me
Belonged to me"
"And they're talkin' in the town square
In the taverns and the shops
I hear them talkin' everywhere
Their
For to see my depth of sorrow
You are not allowed to follow me
Into this town square
And then run away
Evil angel with your cleft tongue
When
It ain't New York City
And it ain't L.A.
We ain't got no rooftop bars
Like they do on Broadway
It's just a little town square middle of nowhere
It ain't New York City
And it ain't LA
We ain't got no rooftop bars
Like they do on Broadway
It's just a little town square middle of nowhere
We got kids burnin' rubber 'round the old town square
Tall tales being told in Harry's barber chair
Life moves slow
There's always somethin' goin'
Under the influence of sadness
Sex in the city, sex in the village
Sex in the town square, sex in the sewage
And I'm knee deep with you
Elbow deep
The patio
The flowers made of concrete
Gazebo
Memorial
You saw me
Once around the town square
Then on
I kissed you at the park
Our friends
Cheered
when everybody came out to the town square
Consecrate the ground there
Dedicate a statue
A copper plaque to thank you
Fly the flag at half-mast
Say
Ego death in town square
Cutting off your long hair
Giving them a hard stare
Cause you know you don't belong there
Now you're drunk in the alley
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