Lyrics:
adora (do dora)
Não resiste quando ouve a minha voz
Quer só mais um pouquinho (Stand-up)
Ela quer me enforcar To Day (Alabama)
Mexendo esse Body tão
I met a woman in West Virginia
She said her name was Alabama
She from a little town outside Savannah
Where everybody talk that country grammar
the world every day
With a "deedle-um-dee-di-di,"
Little melody that is making the world go by.
When you walk down the street with a happy-go-lucky beat,
Well in the heat of day down in mobile, Alabama
I'm workin' on the railroad with a steel drivin' hammer
I gotta get some money buy some brand new
Quiet nights of quiet stars, quiet chords from my guitar
floating on the silence that surrounds us
Quiet thoughts and quiet dreams, quiet walks by
bitch (ow), say her name is Texas (Mexican)
She fly but she wasn't the sexiest
She had a ho with her named 'Bama, short for Alabama
A big bad
hard to beat
As the stranger knew then the toughest two by far were where he sat
Was a pot belly fellow from south Alabama and a dude in a black felt
Fed up and I’m ready to go home
Two flights canceled in a row
Stuck in Alabama with no hot water
Power lines hanging low
Lights went out hours ago
lá pro canto
E dá mais um, um
Tapa no bumbum, um
E aqui vai mais um, um, um, um, um
Tapa no bumbum
Temos de tudo, nascemos pra isso
Nós 'tamo
the D's run in
Then it's bail money and lawyer fees you got to have ends
Freshman year I had that C-B-R Hurricane
In a ill Herringbone I got 'um swingin'
10 to 75
We took the Mustang drove that thang to Alabama
Saw the Noles play all the way in Louisiana
See the good things God's done
When I scroll
I got a half a tank of gas and a fist full pf overdrive
Boss man probably wonderin' if I'm still alive
High line poles swayin' as I'm flyin' by
Then it's bail money and lawyer fees you got to have ends
Freshman year I had that C-B-R Hurricane
In a ill Herringbone I got 'um swingin' Heroine
I
We were going to Alabama
And it was quiet sweet
But we were shocked
Because now we know the truth
It got us in a bad mood
And now we're singing this
Dam was constantly catching fire
Richard Pryor
Her skin deteriorated
Family infuriated by the myriad of tracks but my train never came
So humiliated,
Hell naw! (hell naw) We ain't alright
Mississippi in the mornin afternoon and night
Hell naw! (hell naw) We ain't alright
Alabama in the mornin
Car crash twenty two times
Nothing stays down in the mind
Avoiding cracks in the pavement
Side by side another stone is another suicide
Tall
every day
With a "deedle-um-dee-di-di"
Little melody that is making the world go by
When you walk down the street
With a happy-go-lucky beat
You'll
We were young and in love
In Alabama
But it wasn't Birmingham and it wasn't Mobile
So we were nowhere
Dreamers with a blank stare
Running lost
You want to sing your song son
You want to tell your dreams
From boyhood to manhood
And all points in between
From the ditches of Alabama
going down wit the Yakuza
I was just trying to get home moving by alias
Black man can jump so I be scaling shit.
Alabama bread I ain't afraid of shit just
Okay
And the planets of the universe go their way
Not astounded by the sun and the moon, and by the day
You and I will simply disappear out
Okay
And the planets of the universe go their way
Not astounded by the sun and the moon, and by the day
You and I will simply disappear out
the lawn
I never meant too much to anyone
And I'm all burnt from sleeping in the sun
And I'm bound to explode
By the end of when I talk to you
I've got
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