Lyrics:
without a plan
But that's what we do
We're all here (Let's go!)
Gotta make this party grow
Together we can make it blow
Right through the roof
on the floor
I went to blow the fire aflame
But something rustled on the door
And someone called me by by name.
It had become a glimmering girl
With apple
attached
We shut 'em up and then we shut 'em down
Tonight, tonight the strip's just right
I want to blow 'em off in my first heat
Summer's here
Help me wipe the sweat away from my brow,
Sexy
Oh lady,
Don't you know this time you blow my mind
Oh don't you know yeah,
Don't you know by now
and rivers
But awakes to a morning with no reason for waking
He's haunted by the memory of a lost paradise
In his youth or a dream, he can't be precise
by
I heard that lone-vow-vow-some whistle blow
All I do is bear the shame
I'm a number not a name
I heard that lone-vow-vow-some whistle blow
I'll be
Lyrics:
Four strong winds that blow lonely
Seven seas that run high
All those things that don't change come what may
But our good times are all
Baby every cloud has a silver lining
Baby every dog really has his day
And it matters to me to see you smiling
Why don't you blow all your cares away
(transcribed by steve norgrove, jim madden, et al)
Will there come a time when sorrow's hard to find
And all those nursery rhymes will find
DJ Paul and Juicy J-
I'm bout to blow them boys ass off
(Whatcha niggas wanna do?)
I'm bout to blow them boys ass off
(Talkin all that fuckin shit)
Oh the the night is so still, not a baby will cry
Not a chill wind will blow, disturbing the sky
But there's no peace in me, I'm burning for you
I have seen where the wolf has slept by the silver stream.
I can tell by the mark he left, you were in his dream.
Ah child of countless trees, ah
attached
We shut 'em up and then we shut 'em down
Tonight, tonight the strip's just right
I want to blow 'em off in my first heat
Summer's here
that lonesome whistle blow
Well I want to pack my suitcase and go
The lonesome sound of a train goin' by
Makes me want to stop and cry.
In the still
Wantin' your summer skin pressed on mine
Fallin' like rain, ripplin' on by
Supermoon watch it dance in your eyes
My wildest of dreams, takin'
and minds that are feeble
And the rain falls and blows through their window
And the snow falls and blows through their door
And the seasons revolve 'mid
Written by Dennis DeYoung
Lead Vocals by Dennis DeYoung
It's six o'clock
Good morning sounds are everywhere
The warmth of spring, a gentle
money like I'm back in the 80s
Niggas hittin', then they start actin' lazy
If I hit it, I'ma start actin' crazy
Me and her, the new Beyonc and Jay-Z
My
hear it again today
You know, my temperature's risin'
And the jukebox blows a fuse
My heart's beatin' rhythm
And my soul keeps on singin' the blues
I was a highwayman
Along the coach roads, I did ride
With sword and pistol by my side
Many a young maid lost her baubles to my trade
Many
(go)
You only get one shot, do not miss your chance to blow
This opportunity comes once in a lifetime
You better lose yourself in the music,
up where we belong
Far from the world below
Up where the clear winds blow
Some hang on to used to be
Live their lives looking behind
All we have
take the stuffiness
Out of days you hate, you really hate
Slow morning news, pass me by
I try not to analyze
But didn't he blow my mind this time
All hands on deck
All in the front, all in the back, just like that, like that
I'ma blow your mind, take it out on the floor like that, like that
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