Lyrics:
big-headed
Would you please stop talking about how my dick head is
Flow infectious, give me 10 seconds
I'll have a buzz bigger than insects in Texas
It's
Well, somebody said, "That's a strange tattoo
You have on the side of your head"
I said, "That's a blue mark left by the coal
Little more and I'd
Hey, Em, it's Paul
Uh, I was listening to the album
Good fucking luck, you're on your own
Guess who's back, back again?
Shady's back, tell
from town
Figured that she might as well settle down
So she dug right in
Across a red dirt line just a little south east from Meridian
She tried hard
Well you got some tips and you learned some licks
You want to try and teach this old dog a new trick, huh
Well you told your friends you'd have
I went to Staten Island, Sharon
To buy myself a mandolin
And I saw the long white dress of love
On a storefront mannequin
Big boat chuggin' back
eighty-five well
When his stash slow, he be crazy
Say he by his moms, hit her on her payday
Junior high school dropout, teachers never cared
They was paid just
mama leaned hard
Got in trouble with a boy from town
Figured that she might as well settle down
So she dug right in
Across a red dirt line
Just
from town
Figured that she might as well settle down
So she dug right in
Across a red dirt line just a little south east from Meridian
She tried hard
I went to Staten Island
To buy myself a mandolin
And I saw the long white dress of love
On a storefront mannequin
Big boat chuggin' back with
Street
In July
Sweet pushcarts gently gliding by
The great big city's a wondrous toy
Just made for a girl and boy
We'll turn Manhattan
Into an isle
THERE'S LOVE IN TOWN by hooyoosay
(Written & performed by hooyoosay)
Bongo Boy Records Awesome Big Hair Bands Volume One
The sun has gone down
Big tall man standing in the street
Gun hanging on by his side
Just one man that he'd like to meet
That's when I began to hide
I recognized him
the family twins
On the river float Papa's great big boat
That's for my Papa goes into town
He takes every bit of the night and day
To even reach
else)
Fuck arguing and harvesting the feelings, yo, I'd rather be by my fucking self
(Self, self, self, self)
'Til about two AM And I call back and I
Baby cried the day the circus came to town
'Cause she didn't want parades just passin' by her
So she painted on a smile and took up with some clown
And the snow is fallin' on the ground
Looks like frosting coming off a doughnut
Well, you've been a real good little girl
And Santa Claus is back in town
be a big MC by end of school term
I'm a big bird, you're just a worm
You don't wanna receive third degree burns
When I bust gun, everybody spread like
hard
Got in trouble with a boy from town
Figured that she might as well settle down
So she dug right in
Across a red dirt line just a little south
will get you by tonight
Just a little push `n` you`ll be smilin`
La da da, Oh yeah, yeah
So you play your albums and you smoke your pot
And you
I can remember us cruising through town
In your daddy's car with the top pulled down
Looking so cool
We came from different sides of the track
A different one for every day
But look at me now all my women's left town
And a buck is getting hard to come by
Well I must confess my life's a big mess
I'm
goes down
Well, you know what's wrong with the world today
People done gone and put their Bible's away
They're living by the law of the jungle not
it's clean clear to Flag Town, c'mon
Yeah, that's a big 10-4 there, Pig Pen
Yeah, we definitely got the front door, good buddy
Mercy sake's alive,
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