Lyrics:
Been gone so long
I can't remember
What I miss the most, ah, but,
Me and Johnny Walker,
And the comfort that he brings,
Waitin' on the telephone
tight
This sidewalk love affair
Has got me high as a kite
Yeah yeah, there's something 'bout you baby I like
Well I'm a slow walker
But girl I'd race
just a two-time talker
On Honey Walker
It's better if you keep away
Or the next thing out of
My drunken mouth
Might make you want to stay
And I'll wake
Folks said he'd been shell shocked long ago
And more than that, for no one seemed to know
Oscar was a walker, at least four miles twice a day
walker
But, girl, I'd race a mile for you
Just to get there in time
For my peek-a-boo rendezvous
Well, maybe it's the way you
Wear you're blue jeans
We went up to Griffith Park
With a fifth of Johnny Walker Red
And smashed it on a rock and wept
While the old couple looked on into the dark
Oh,
Ima night walker
Yea shorty she a night crawler
I’m a night walker
Yeah… AHHHHH
It’s a lifestyle
This drip
It’s a lifestyle
Looking this fly is
the fantasy will never stop
On Hot Street, ooh
(She is) A street walker when there's time to spare
Big spenders holding their share
A heart of gold, but
grab his hands
We embrace the faith
Only thang we can do
Is pray for him
His daughter stand outside the jail
And wait for him
Sam Walker Drive
Sam
The shelter has given dawn to the light
Wind walker has taken the after sight
Aloof in the snow on a cloudy day
Lost in the woods and there's
Meat Walker
Filled with lies
Bereft of soul
Scraping beauty from the bottom of the bowl
Don’t lose your mind
Don’t lose your soul
Scraping beauty
by myself
Yeah, the other day I got invited to a party
But I stayed home instead
Just me and my pal Johnny Walker
And his brothers Black and Red
marry for money
Oh, cha-ching
Mucho deniro
Come over here you good lookin' thing, you
Oh, there's your walker in the corner
Over, over
Heaven Help Me
(Cindy Walker)
Heaven help me for my heart has gone astray
I'm tornmented by my conscience night and day
I've become a prisoner
Davy Jones locker
I don't gotta dream bitch I been a sleep walker
Sleep walker
Sleep walker
Bloodshot eyes while I count my sheep
Raise by wolves
comes the blind commissioner, they've got him in a trance
One hand is tied to the tight-rope walker, the other is in his pants
And the riot squad
do me oya
You wanna do me
Baby girl you wanna do me
Hey mr walker
I love your daughter
Nataka kumshow nauzanga jaba
Hey mr walker
I love your daughter
Night walker
Tł'éé' naagha
He who stalks the helpless
Hides in the shadows
Like the coward
See its pity
Where none cannot see
We are the blind
on to her walker as if she wouldn't stride when the earth flipped 90 degrees
the basketball mat's on the barn
The end zone's in the parking lot
family secrets out to
Flunkey's and castrato walkers
See that girl, watch that scene
Digging the dancing queen
Two newspaper editors like playground
Jerry Jeff Walker, John Inmon, Keith Sykes
Oh these days, I'm a nervous wreck,
Trying to live my life so politically correct
Don't smoke here, don't
care
(lyric Cal Walker music Cal Walker, Van Walker & Anton Ruddick)
Jerry Jeff Walker
I'm just sitting here counting my money
Wondering why I'm in love with you honey
And why everybody is so high strung these days
Jerry Jeff Walker
Chorus:
Hey come away to Belize with me, show you how simple life can be
Long hazy days in the sun,
Where it seems everyone has
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