Lyrics:
and dancing for joy
For I'm loved
By a pretty wonderful boy!
Have you met my good friend Maria
The craziest girl on the block?
You'll know her the minute
pretty good
But it could get better than this
Bill Mance and Hank Parker floated by in a boat
And volunteered to be our fishin' guides
And Richard
That's a pretty big trunk on my Lincoln town car, ain't it?
Big enough to take these broken hearts and put 'em in it
Now I'm driving 'round
hotel room or working on a farm
If everybody is a star, to me, you're the most pretty
I'm in da big city, da big city, da big city
When I'm in your
If money grew on hackberry trees,
And time wasn't such a luxury,
If love was lovesick over me,
That'd be alright.
If I could keep the wind
This the remix (hahaha)
Is Miami in the house? (Sweet, sweet fantasy)
Is Atlanta in the house?
Is New York in the house?
Got that big, big energy
and dancing for joy
For I'm loved
By a pretty wonderful boy!
Have you met my good friend Maria
The craziest girl on the block?
You'll know her the minute
(who are you?)
My boy's an ugly crier but he's such a pretty liar
And by that I mean he said he'd change
My boy, my boy, my boy
Don't love me like
from a big band
Antique market in the village square
Pretty waitress with the long blonde hair
You can find something every day
Take your breath away
Uh, uh
I got that real good, feel good stuff
Up under the seat of my big black jacked up truck
Rollin' on thirty-fives
Pretty girl by my side
see you any more
[Chorus]
Haven't I been good to you
What about that brand new ring
Doesn't that mean love to you
Doesn't that mean anything
tried to cop a feel
That cop she was all dressed in blue
Was she pretty? Boy I'm tellin' you
She stuck my butt with her big black stick
I said,
and dancing for joy
For I'm loved
By a pretty wonderful boy!
Have you met my good friend Maria
The craziest girl on the block?
You'll know her the minute
tried to cop a feel
That cop she was all dressed in blue
Was she pretty? Boy I'm tellin' you
She stuck my butt with her big black stick
I said,
showin' you the good, the bad, the ugly
We showin' you the good, the bad, the ugly
B.I.G. said get ya money ain't no telling they gon' love me
We showin'
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
good looks, I've learned to do without
'Cause now I know it's love that really counts
'Cause I know that
(Beauty's only skin deep, yeah, yeah, yeah)
pretty tonight
Hold on now let's go till morning
Get up on love and stand by me
Stand by love, stand by me
I'm a shell shocked lover, under cover
Wailin' on the corner like an ol' Tom Cat
Shoutin' and a shakin' almost off my bat
Who walks by?
Me oh my
Jumpin' Jeshosaphat
Big Blon'
Skin feel good at night
Makin' love in a sleepin' bag
And holdin' me pretty tight
We've spent the days side by side
Right upon the great divide
And look
truth is sometimes pretty hard to face
Well all that I can promise is to love you
And hope somehow that I can take his place
So I've got big shoes
So in love, sad as could be
'Cause a pretty face got the best of me
Suddenly you came into my life
And gave it meaning and pure delight
Now, good
and dancing for joy,
For I'm loved
By a pretty wonderful boy!
Have you met my good friend Maria,
The craziest girl on the block?
You'll know her
No doubt you look so pretty
Like that when your hair falls down
You got that timeless beauty
Pokes right about
But if the bands gonna love
Is made
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