Lyrics:
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Sittin' in a Caddy, Wright like Betty
Floatin' up the isle like the bride and her daddy
Hip-hop addict, hip-hop addict
Man I swear I'm on top
jumped out her seat
Snatched me up by my wrist and took me out to the street
She started grabbin' all over me kissing and hugging
So I shoved her away I
Mm--"Is she really going out with him?
"Well, there she is, Let's ask her"
"Betty, is that Jimmy's ring you're wearing?"
"Mm-hm"
"Gee, it must
wild, get 'em riled
Betty smiled
Betty's trial was by fire and fear and fashion
All the while she could see them in their chairs
Now the fame is their
alone (on the mountain)
Weepin' my heart out 'til cold gray dawn (oh yeah)
Prayin' that you're lonely and you come here too (uh-huh)
Hopin' just by
What is America to me
A name, a map, or a flag I see
A certain word, democracy
What is America to me
The house I live in
A plot of Earth,
What is America to me
A name, a map, or a flag I see
A certain word, democracy
What is America to me
The house I live in
A plot of Earth,
on by, I'm not gon' lie, that Betty fine
But I got to drank, can't even thank, unless I'm tanked, I'm already high
So let it fly, miss Kimberly, I can see
Reluctantly I walk on by, I'm not gon' lie, that Betty fine
But I got to drank, cant even thank, unless I'm tanked, I'm already high
So let it fly, miss
jumped out her seat
Snatched me up by my wrist and took me out to the street
She started grabbin' all over me kissing and hugging
So I shoved her away I
(Downbeat, Denny. Denny. Downbeat!)
(What?)
(Get out of here!)
(Oh, man!)
(Oh, rock out!)
Standin' on a mountain lookin' down on a city
I see people hating other people
Tell me what's the reason
That your kid is hungry, you ain't got no money
What's the reason?
By the time
hard earned money to the Lord
Harley started drinkin' wound up in Betty Ford to see if he could by a
happy ending
Then some kid who worked in Harley's
the night sky
Wonderin' whether God's gonna say hi
Oh, you're lookin' at the church in the night sky
And you wonderin' where is God in your nightlife
What is America to me
A name, a map, or a flag I see
A certain word, democracy
What is America to me
The house I live in
A plot of Earth,
ain't no shoestrings on Louise
Come on down, come on down from the ladder
Henry, get your head, get your head out of them clouds
What she wants is to go
laid plans this side of America
Started out in church and finished with Angelica
Red and blue soul with a snow white smile
Can you dig it, can you dig
heartbreak city
Built a roadside carnival out of hurt and self-pity
It was all wrong well now I'm moving on
Ain't no church bells ringing
Ain't no flags
out my heart (*laugh*) till the cold grey dawn
Prayin' that you're lonely and you'll come here too
Hopin' just by chance that i'll get a glimpse
It's like your church is crying out,
Like the wolf calls to her young
And the dark never enters
But it also never leaves,
And this spark that he gave
You drove me to the church on Sunday to our home on Monday
And I've been here the rest of the time
I know she's somewhere out there by your side
Written by Linda Thompson and Betty Cook
© 1985 Linda Thompson / Firesign Music Ltd.
They say a woman's a fool for weeping
A fool to break her
at the hardware store
I think his name is Billy, but I'm not sure
And as they talked a little while he passed by
She smiled at him he just said "hi"
He was thinking
Mm--"Is she really going out with him?
"Well, there she is, Let's ask her"
"Betty, is that Jimmy's ring you're wearing?"
"Mm-hm"
"Gee, it must
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