Lyrics:
on home
Cause I ain't had no milk and butter
Since that cows been gone
Well you gotta treat me right honey
Day by day
Get out your little prayer book
me
Be kind to me, or treat me mean
I'll make the most of it
I'm an extraordinary machine
I seem to you to seek a new disaster every day
You deem
me
Be kind to me, or treat me mean
I'll make the most of it
I'm an extraordinary machine
I seem to you to seek a new disaster every day
You deem
what you was goin' through
How could you be so strong?
And how could I be so selfish, I know I can be so selfish
I could tell by how I treat you with
Well, a gypsy lady once told me
Son, you got the kind of soul that's gotta be free
It ain't what you want, it's just what you need
Like a black
Do you like the way I was slinging it there?
Yeah as long as you weren't jumpin' it
Gotta get your wings flapping
Get 'em flappin' get 'em tappin' in
two souls fed
Well she's a kickin' child
Gee it's a cold 100, a little girl goes so wild
Well she don't want no lies
She don't change
There's a jumpin' little joint out in West Nashville
If the barbecue don't get you the music will
It's called Pee Wee's Place and they're open from
this medicine's counterfeit
I was mislead by the sound of it, how am I gonna get turnt up on this Valium shit? (Yeah)
Checked in at the Royal Garden
eighteen years on the assembly line
Just gettin' by with a little bit of overtime
And that could be the end of this story of mine but it's just
I bought a brand new airmobile
'Twas a custom made, 'twas a flightning deal
With a powerful motor and a hide away wing
Push in on the button, you
The book of the new school rap game
Writers treat me like Coltrane, insane
Yes to them, but to me I'm a different kind
We're brothers of the same mind,
the mountain peeks for valleys great and wide
But it's a little more like heaven by your side
It's a little more like heaven where you are
I have sought for
Take it easy, baby
'Cause you got, you got what it takes
Take it easy baby
You got what it takes
Take it easy baby
Treat ya like a piece of cake
I'm looking for a chateau, twenty one rooms but one will do
I'm looking for a chateau, twenty one rooms but one will do
I don't want to buy it
I
or waking, dear, I find
The very thought of you
And I forget to do
The little ordinary things
That everyone ought to do
I'm living in a kind of daydream
here she comes, (here she comes) that little town flirt (here she comes)
you're fallin for her and your gonna get hurt
yeah i know it so hard
yeah yeah
(Could it be anybody?)
Oh there's gotta be somebody
Don't treat me wrong Lord
Oh yeah yeah
(Ah, with a little help from my friends)
didn't want to stay out all night long
Well, I ain't the kind to let a buddy drink alone
But I can't turn it off once I turn it on
There's no stoppin'
your sorrows pass you by
May all your hopes never let you down
And may all of your tears be worthwhile
May this old world treat you kind
Keep you from
and on the table
I gave her my world so many times
Just to see 'em tear it apart
Oh Lord have a little bit of pity on my poor old heart
I wonder just how
forbidden to come 'round
Lord knows I love you, Molly
Molly Brown
Molly Brown, Molly Brown
Lay down by my side
Show me how you spread your wings
And let that
I bought a brand-new air-mobile
It custom-made, 'twas a Flight De Ville
With a pow'ful motor and some hideaway wings
Push in on the button and you
It's summertime and the living is easy
Fish are jumping and the cotton is high
Your daddy's rich and your mama's good-looking
Hush, little baby
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