Lyrics:
in the dandelions
Sweet summer lovin' keeps me high as candy wine
When that big red balloon sets
Like a painting across the West
As the sky turns
By the mansion on the hillside
Red sports car comes driving down the road
And pulls up into the driveway
And a story does unfold
She's standing
Green means go, yellow means slow
Red means stop, now drop, now roll
Girl, you got a ass stopping traffic like a red
Stopping traffic like a red
and believers
Learned that happiness on earth
Ain't just for high achievers
I've learned
I've come to know
There's life at both ends
Of that red dirt road
And the spray flew high and the feathers floated by
I stood and held your hand.
And nobody else's hand will ever do
Nobody else will do
Then I awoke
Was
high)
On Leslie Lane (Let's go back and play it again!)
Livin' high (We're livin' high)
On Red Bud Trail (On Red Bud, Red Bud Trail!)
Livin' high
Can't hold myself back (back, back)
High heels
Red dress
All by yourself
Gotta catch my breath
I'm slippin' into the lava
And I'm tryna keep from goin'
high)
On Leslie Lane (Let's go back and play it again!)
Livin' high (We're livin' high)
On Red Bud Trail (On Red Bud, Red Bud Trail!)
Livin' high
was laid
By the yellow man
We pledge allegiance
All our lives
To the magic colors
Red, blue and white
But we all must be given
The liberty that
buy
Clothes by mail order
And get them back within two weeks
After twenty years or more the South
Was still mending it's wounds
From the civil war
But
feelin' young
Them habaneros make me cry
Till two hot tamales walk on by
Sportin' that Red Voodoo style
Talkin' 'bout Red Voodoo style
They got some
You got to feel it inna unu
Buju Banton with the lyrical echo
Right now I am red, red, red, red
Redder than red, red, red
It just a musical
just blow by
And make no mistake, there's women who just wait
For the man and machine with the best time
Rev on the red line
You're on your own
it ain't thin
It can stick right to your skin
And make you feel fine
It makes you feel fine
I wanna be there
Wanna go back down and get high by
high, flying high
Bird of prey, bird of prey
Gently pass on by, flying high
Flying high, flying high
Flying high, flying high
Flying high, flying high
start feelin' young
Them habaneros make me cry
'Til two hot tamales walk on by
Sportin' that
Red voodoo smile
Talkin' 'bout
Red voodoo
They
Blazin', mi don't want dem
Mi need dem
Blazin'
Suh mi tek har outta bugah red and put her in a tall skirt
And now she find out what life is
Bird of Prey
Bird of Prey
Flying high
Flying high
In the summer sky
Bird of Prey
Bird of Prey
Flying high
Flying high
Gently pass on by
Oh-oh-oh
Yeah, I bet by now they're missin' me
So I ain't stopping 'til I see
Rednecks, red letters, red dirt
One life, one bar, one church
Where
seen it
It's a true work of art
Oh, the red strokes
Passions uncaged
Thundering moments of tenderness rage
Oh, the red strokes
Tempered and strong
and the bars
And the little red cars
Not knowing why, but trying to get high
Oh no, doncha follow me no more
Doncha follow
Doncha follow
and the bars
And the little red cars
Not knowing why, but trying to get high
Oh no, doncha follow me no more
Doncha follow
Doncha follow
By the way, this is protected by the red, the track, and Tica
With the key
Oh shit where the keys at?
smoke but I'm down to get high
Had a little red lighter by my side
We smoked that shit and then I kissed all night
Now time just flies
But you still
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