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out in the drives
Crooked backs and squinted eyes
Crack a smile by surprise
When we suffer together we seem to do better
Here comes the rain
Spinning

hover over you
They can't cover you
Cause I'll bend her over undercover
Put in the covers love her out her on that leather spread her eagle feel my wings

I'm lonely, think I need you right here by my side
I'm hopeless, hoping that you're not too drunk to drive

I don't even know your type, that's

Who's the Man?

Heavy D & the Boyz

Blue Funk

1993

oopsy-daisy
Topsy turvy, you never heard of me you don't deserve me
Fly like Kinievel, drive like a BMW
You never knew I could bring trouble to
a cordless

saved
With every fall, I've only gained
A soul by life's hurricanes, sustained

you

Doing all the same things as me

Don't ever let this be you

Knowing what it is that drives me

It's all in the future

What said with one foot in

When you're by my side, I feel so alive (uh-huh)

You got that swag, boy, you drive me wild
Your lyrics and beats, they make me smile (make me smile)

Picking up the pieces scattered by the hurricane
Dirty wishful thinking spirit running through my brain
Consequences drive up leaving everything

ugly island
Island of tropic diseases
Always the hurricanes blowing
Always the population growing
And the money owing
And the babies crying

It's a cold place
Work to death 'til the loans paid
You drive to work and punch the clock
And break your back for low wage
Weekends full of cocaine

Had to kneel down just to cop it
Grab the bod cam, drive by then bop it
Coming out the A like (Bay bay)
Hurricane Chris wit (Mo' play)
Making hella hits

Enchanted by the ghost of fear
Dark rumination
We've got to venture out to hear
The conversation
Please try to understand
Don't cover your eyes with

again.
It covers up a buncha wrinkled skin.
You bring the bread,
We'll make the gravy.

You keep on standin',
We'll keep on singin.

I used to rock

Can't pry myself out of bed
Can't get out of my head
Apathy tears my soul to shreds
As the lonely hours pass by instead
Give me a chance
To be joyful

mind
You go cat 5
You keep me inside of your eye
Through stormy night
She so damn fly
She pass me by
Im pacified
Im getting hurricane vibes

Its a hot

the crowd that sales us make believe
Maybe wake up in a new city by the morning
Cause i know that
You love those long drives
Under the moon light
You don't

Ooh, you've got that drive me crazy
You feel just like, just like
Ooh, you've got that drive me crazy
You're the best high, best high

Pink
That's my

just get by for a minute, and begin to let it
Fade away

Let's drive down the coast, rent out a place
Live for a while in an old suitcase
We both need

Young

Leeland Mooring

Wildhorse

2017

I wanna drive, down County Road 9
And play with the wind in my hand
Pull to the side, to some old country dive
With a local, washed up, cover band

I took a drive
To level out my mind
Fog of blaze with yellow
While the streetlights whiz on by
To obey the signs
Deny the searing in my bones
Run

Clipped in and I’m cockin drive-by stalkin
Fuck that car! I’m still walkin
("Buddy boy") don’t fuck with the

"The niggas, the jews, the niggas, the jews"

hear voices in my head for what reason 
But when the talking stops (pow) it's drive by season 
So back the fuck off and give me respect 
Now they're

york city
where stockbrokers mill around like thieves
telling lies to everybody they meet
lies no one should have to believe
she drives by in an old

Verse 1:
Another late night, the lights go down
Another day gone by, another town
She sits alone by a window,
She bleeds alcohol in line
She hides