Lyrics:
bossin' it don't matter what it's costing
Tossing deuces out the roof, but that coupe
While I ride by, players chucking deuces back
Bobs holl'in out "hi"
road alibi
This dirt road alibi
This dirt road alibi
This dirt road alibi
Push this chevy to the floorboard
Hook a left by the old store
Runnin from
The Seagulls sing to the ocean’s band.
On the beaches Balli park by the Bob Hall pier.
Barefoot in the water; sinking in the sand
Reminiscing old days man
Johnny was born in the mansion
Down in the county of Clare
Rosie was born by the roadside
Somewhere in County Kildare.
Destiny brought them
Parody of Sold: The Grundy County Auction by John Michael Montgomery (R. Fagan/R.Royer), Of Music (ASCAP)/RobbRoy West Music (BMI)
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fall into commitment
Them bundles hangin different
Ya nails done by dem csians
You wanna puff on hookah
Threw down back
all ya liquor
You
hate
smithy of damnation
Sometimes heated by his love
For his power and his gold.
Inside there was his humble little clerk,
His peddling name was Bob Cratchit,
roll down Florence?"
I forgot, I had two warrants (Damn!)
Yeah, but like a fool I kept drivin
Until I ran a red light, and heard a motherfuckin' siren
Down here in Caroline
So I hitched me a ride back up 29
Got a job workin' down by the state line
Got a little piece of land, out here in the pines
water drip like osmosis
I'll set the mood for ya, you know the vibes
Today, I got time for it, run Forrest
Five on me like I'm Bob Horry for the tribe
browns over here (greens over here)
Pasqoutank, down on the Odom East (let me think)
Johnson County, Franklin, Burgaw, Newport, Warren, Shelby, Kenansville
what's up
niggaz, my
nigga they came back with some of that old school original west coast shit
nigga that
got all of y'all in this dig in the first place
down one way outta town
Into our yellow brick road and she said, "Let's go"
Somewhere over the radio, way out past the county line
There's a place
the train went by
Walk me down by the river side
And he whispered in my ear
Jenny Jenny you're the only girl
Who can get me outta here
Never never never
It was just as I was leaving
Throw some change up on the bomb
She aught my eye through the swinging door
She was standing out by my car
I said I
old tower down
Don't know exactly what went Wrong
Maybe our Timing was a little off
Ch
Your song that keeps playing my guitar
I hope you hear me
the tunes
To bob - your head - to
Lay back and drive into
This summer storm groove
The top down with moonlight
I got you by my side
A summertime flashback
I went down highway 17 then took a left on county road cc
To see if I still had my mind of if they gave a shit after the last time
I looked into
for the fuck of it
Because it's just me on the palm beach county, by the grave, where satan found me
Said I'm gonna make it work, so bitch don't doubt
quite
Bob and Mae come up from
Some little town way down by
Lake Texoma, where he coaches football
They were two-A champions for two years running
silly old snowman, oh, how he makes me smile
Let's sit by the fire, watch the babies get tired
Closing their eyes 'cause Santa's on his way
Ooh, ooh
of the team
See niggas feared Prince and respected Preme
For all you slow muthafuckas I'm a break it down iller
See Preme was a business man and Prince was
you or I
Alright, alright says Baby Blue
Who doesn't really understand
August was a heavy month
But winter came at last.
*written by Bob Geldof
*taken
that's on the ledge
And there's no one to talk you down
And tuck you in the bed
Lord, it's so ironic that it's funny
Of something for the books
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