Lyrics:
careful, that chick belongs to Smokey Joe"
'Till from behind the counter, I saw a man
A chef hat on his head and a knife in his hand
He grabbed me by
from behind the counter, I saw a man
A chef hat on his head and a knife in his hand
He grabbed me by the collar and began to shout
"You'd better eat
Disrespect, I shoot ya
By the way, them bricks, get flipped weekly
Sold by soldiers that mix weed with the leak leak
Die for a dollar nigga, life ain't sweet
"I know I've seen that face before", Big Jim was thinkin' to himself
"Maybe down in Mexico or a picture up on somebody's shelf"
But then the crowd
a snitch, that I'm next on deck
And care less about who making the pay
Listen, it's too late
It's too late nigga
It's too late man
It's too late
Y'all
WELL THERE ONCE WAS A MAN CALLED BROADWAY JIM
HE HAD THE IDEA I WAS IN LOVE WITH HIM
HE CAME REAL CLOSE LOOKED INTO MY EYES
SAID I NEVER MET A MAN
the door
That I had never seen before
At least I never saw her down at Smokey Joe's Cafe
And I started shakin' when she sat right down next to me
Her
from behind the counter, I saw a man
A chef hat on his head and a knife in his hand
He grabbed me by the collar and began to shout
"You'd better eat
I had a dream about my man last night
And my man came by the studio
And his name is
Busta Rhymes in effect, Shaheed is in effect
Phife Did-awg is
materialistic
Looking for a man makes them opportunistic
They're lyin' on the beach perpetratin' a tan
So that a brother with the money can be their man
So
minutes and a cold orange juice cause I'm really really trippin
Went to the strip club and request that I'm da man
The next thing you know I was throwin
mad at me
Rising so rapidly, I defy gravity
Next up is Dogg, I thank y'all for having me!
Time is now, it's going down, in my town
Time is now cause
He just ran away, left me holding the bouquet
Het got cold feet
He said he'd never been so happy
It was time to settle down
But next thing that I know
I'm gonna blow your mind, hold you close
Squeeze you tight
The next time that I see you
I'm gonna tell you I love you
Cross my heart and I hope I die
The teacher said it's time to think about the annual play
To be put on next month and sponsored by the PTA
Most of you have seen the script and now
promised,
And now my mind's in a maze.
For all it can do is look forward to
That wonderful day of days!
When I marry Mister Snow
The flowers'll be
Aiyyo wordup Dunn
Man you know how I feel
Gotta be more to it than this word up
This what it's all about Dunn? Uh?
Eating drinking fucking
"lads, eat it if ye can"
the craic was ninety in the isle of man.
next morning we went for a ramble round
viewed the sights of douglas town
then we went
I'm gonna go pray at Betty Ford
And they told me that life is fair
But I can't smoke a plant that was made by God
But I can kill my wife if I
on the next
corner, get out and let the 30-30 cock the loogie
Tryin to set me up like Jim Kelly, MUY, MUY
Before I hit somebody they say, "We ain't do
Claude said "I am justified Jim, they were gonna cut me down,
And a man's got a right to hang some meat
When he's livin' this far from town."
It took
new Porsche's
Marry her for one year then I'm gonna get divorced quick
What's bracking, tie that rag
Round your head like a Taliban
Jewellery loud,
(Chorus)
Play that thing, man.
(1st Instrumental Break)
Some people say you live on an island
With Marylin Monroe.
And every night Jim Bo Morrison
Puts
fucked up
To um compare me to Jim Jones or uh Davey Koresh.
You know what I mean
Because those where not people that where for the greater good
You
Discuss these next man that i marry by jim croce Lyrics with the community:
Report Comment
We're doing our best to make sure our content is useful, accurate and safe.
If by any chance you spot an inappropriate comment while navigating through our website please use this form to let us know, and we'll take care of it shortly.
Attachment
You need to be logged in to favorite.
Log In