Lyrics:
need to wash my truck
But hell, I kinda don't care
I think old Alan Jackson said it best
"It's 5 o'clock somewhere"
Half of me wants a cold beer
Jackson on a high hill, mama, Natchez just below
Jackson on a high hill, mama, Natchez just below
I ever get back home, I won't be back no more
Jackson on a high hill, mama, Natchez just below
Jackson on a high hill, mama, Natchez just below
I ever get back home, I won't be back no more
today
Am I dreamin’? I can hear her screamin’
"Hiya, Mr. Jackson"
Everything’s O K A L A M A Z O O
Oh, what a gal, a real pipperoo
I’ll make my bid for
on a flyer, leavin' today
Am I dreamin'?
I can hear her screamin', "Hiya, Mr. Jackson"
Everything's O-K, A-L-A-M-A-Z-O
Oh, what a gal, a real pipperoo
on a flyer, leavin' today
Am I dreamin'?
I can hear her screamin', "Hiya, Mr. Jackson"
Everything's O-K, A-L-A-M-A-Z-O
Oh, what a gal, a real pipperoo
never met much harm
One day she ducked past the station house
She turned on the fire alarm
Somehow she got tangled up with Queen Julia Jackson
Down
can throw the ball like Catfish can.
Reggie Jackson at the plate
Seein' nothin' but the curve,
Swing too early or too late
Got to eat what Catfish
Woo, yeah yeah (laughs)
This beautiful, beautiful evening
We are inside the wonderful, the wonderful Sugar Shack
Here in beautiful Jackson
Yeah
She got that good-good
She Michael Jackson bad
I'm attracted to her with her attractive ass
She got that good-good
She Michael Jackson bad
I Michael Jackson Dance
Moonwalking in her pants
I heard that shawty "Bad"
Now she hoppin' in the cab
I Michael Jackson Dance
Moonwalking in her
There’s no way that Michael
Jackson or whoever Jackson
Should have a million thousand
Droople billion dollars
And then there’s people starving
on a flier, leavin' today"
Am I dreamin'? I can hear her screamin'
"Hiya, Mr. Jackson"
Everything's OK, A-L-A-M-A-Z-O
Oh, what a gal, a real pipperoo
Solon Jackson Jones was born
on a merry January day
He had a mother who went under a Benz and was covered
in the cold Carolina clay
""Oh Dad, dad,
friend look like Michael Jackson
Got a dark-skinned friend look like Michael Jackson
I played 'ready for the world', she was ready for some action
My
She want to hear track six, she told me that's her (jam)
Baby girl said I got the title, got a nigga feelin' like Michael
Jackson, Jordan, don't
that's what you like
So when I'm rappin on the mic, don't bite
Biatch
[ Dionne Jackson ]
Did you know we do this all the time?
Are you trying
hallelujah,
Hallelujah day sing hallelujah.
Everybody get together,
Put your hands like this,
Sing along with The Jackson Five, yeah
Singing
ABC
Michael Jackson please come molest me...
hang me over the balcony
give me plastic surgery
nd u'll see in ur never neva la-and!
RAP
-juicy mj
hallelujah,
Hallelujah day sing hallelujah.
Everybody get together,
Put your hands like this,
Sing along with The Jackson Five, yeah
Singing
Ayo Paul, It's Em
I got your call about the Michael Jackson thing
And I know that he's not thrilled about the video
What, does he want to be
Ayo Paul, It's Em
I got your call about the Michael Jackson thing
And I know that he's not thrilled about the video
What, does he want to be
When I was a kid Uncle Remus he put me to bed
With a picture of Stonewall Jackson above my head
Then daddy came in to kiss his little man
With gin
I have walked till I am dead
I got the blues this morning
Rollininto Jackson town
I got the blues this morning
I'm rolling into Jackson town
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