Lyrics:
'll awake, and start to bake a sugar cake
For me to take for all the boys to see.
Both: We will raise a family, a boy for you and a girl for me,
Can't you
To see my Rose and get to know my son
Give my love to Rose please won't you mister
Take her all my money, tell her to buy some pretty clothes
Tell my boy
to Rose please won't you mister
Take her all my money, tell her to buy some pretty clothes
Tell my boy his daddy's so proud of him
And don't forget
to Louisiana
To see my Rose and get to know my son
Give my love to Rose please won't you mister
Take her all my money, tell her to buy some pretty clothes
to Louisiana
To see my Rose and get to know my son
Give my love to Rose please won't you mister
Take her all my money, tell her to buy some pretty clothes
V6, ooh, V12 (V12)
Just shoppin', raise Hell (raise Hell)
Pretty boy, baby, paint nails
Twelve gauge ready, blow shells
V6, whoa, V12 (V12)
Just
eyes fixed straight ahead
They ride the line of balance and hold on by just a thread
But it's too hot in these tunnels, you can get hit up by the heat
eyes fixed straight ahead
They ride the line of balance and hold on by just a thread
But it's too hot in these tunnels, you can get hit up by the heat
as Floyd is
In this field, and still no filter, boy
I'll put you in your place (yeah) like a realtor, boy
You still ain't in the buildin', boy
I will
motherfuckin' panties off, you ain't no nun, shit
I be living in the sky every time I ride by them hoes
Ribbon in the sky on the radio 'cause Stevie know I
in the middle, dance all night
Take it all off or just a little if you like
It's pure
It should cost a billion to look this good (oh, yeah)
But
you to take for all the boys to see
We will raise a family
A boy for you
And a girl for me
Can't you see how happy we would be?
Picture you
cut me up like a knife
Put me in you like a flesh tattoo
And scarred this poor boy for life
Don't give up an inch girl
If you won't take me for
on
You got to come back for more
Boy will come a dime by the dozen
But that ain't nothin' but drug store love
Pretty little thing, let me light your
How many fair and tender maids
Could love as she could then?
For was was likened to Pretty Boy Floyd
And also John Riley
And a rake
(Wait for the wagon wait for the wagon
Wait for the wagon and we'll all take a ride)
Will you come with me my Susie dear beyond blue mountains free
on my shoulder, my trigger finger hot (I got that 'K on me)
I feel like Pink Floyd with the lean out
I feel like Pretty Boy, Money Team out
Kissin'
that slow us down
If it's too quiet, we make our own noise
Now you can bet your boots by the end of the week
My pretty little girl is ready for me
on
You got to come back for more
Boy will come a dime by the dozen
But that ain't nothin' but drug store love
Pretty little thing, let me light your
at me now, God, how'd I get here?
'Cause I just kissed a boy
And I barely even knew his name
I let him take me by the hand
Hold me close while our
Wanna hear some funky Dixieland pretty mama come on take me by the hand
Hey, did you hear, about the one that got away
They say, he looked left
you to take for all the boys to see
We will raise a family
A boy for you
And a girl for me
Can't you see how happy we would be?
Picture you
fixed straight ahead
They ride the line of balance and hold on by just a thread
But it's too hot in these tunnels you can get hit up by the heat
You
the punch
'Spose to meet your girl but you packed a lunch
No D to the U to the G for you
Got a son on the way by the name of Bamboo
Got a little baby
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