Lyrics:
completely down?"
"Well, Mr. Harper couldn't be here
'Cause he stayed too long at Kelly's Bar again
And if you'll smell Shirley Thompson's breath
You'll
By Richard Thompson
Greedy people take what's mine
I can leave them all behind
And they can never cross that line
When I get to the border
Rachel, would it be alright, if I stayed here in the car?
There's too many people out there I don't know
It's not that I'm too shy or cannot be
Tonight, I'm gonna ride with you
Your green eyes make me excited while I'm playing pool
Insane girl, understand, I'm here for you
I'm so blue, 'cause
"This is a message for Paul Oakenfold, how are you?
Its Anita Baymont Hunter Thompson's assistant,
I'm going through the messages,
Just getting
thompson (drums)
Tom fowler (bass)
Ruth underwood (vibes, marimba, percussion)
Bloodshot rollin' red (harmonica)
Johnny "guitar" watson (vocals)
Is there
Harper couldn't be here
'Cause he stayed too long at Kelly's Bar again
And if you'll smell Shirley Thompson's breath
You're sure she's had a little nip
again
And if you smell Shirley Thompson's breath
You'll find she's had a little nip of gin
And when you have the nerve to tell me
You think that
I'm talkin' slick, runnin' with the Big Slime, nigga (slime)
Could hit your bitch, you could never hit mine, nigga (mine)
In my DM, they electric
Rachel's Moshe's sister,
she's a surgeon surgeon surgeon
When I asked about her lover, she claimed to be a virgin
She works night and day, that's what they
angel
Oh, let me hear you say my name
Come on in from the rain
Come, I'll warm you again
Je m'appelle Rachel
I wait
Come baby, right this way
I will live
angel
Oh, let me hear you say my name
Come on in from the rain
Come, I'll warm you again
Je m'appelle Rachel
I wait
Come baby, right this way
I will
Rachel's Song
Slowly my life begins to fade
I try to crawl away
But it's hard when you've been stabbed in the back
It's hard when the world has
I'm here
I guess it's kind of fun?
Pointless conversations
Forget what your name is
Sarah?
Or maybe
Rachel?
I mean uh?
Michelle?
Maybe your name is
my Coney Island baby, now
I'm a Coney Island baby, now
I'd like to send this one out to Lou and Rachel
And all the kids at P.S. one-ninety-two
stayed too long at Kelly's Bar again
And if you smell Shirley Thompson's breath, you'll find she's had a little nip of gin
Then you have the nerve
You said you need a break
I chuckled thought you was kidding (Kidding)
Whole time I ain't know (I ain't know)
It's like we Ross and Rachel (Oooh)
I
(Roy Hurd/Templeton Thompson)
Here I am beggin?you to hold me
When everything is tellin?me to run
I could turn around, leave this town
Without
Angel: "Rachel, are you alright?"
Rachel: "I..is he...?"
Angel: "It's okay, he's not getting up for awhile."
Rachel: "I can't believe he actually
my Coney Island baby, now
I'm a Coney Island baby, now
I'd like to send this one out to Lou and Rachel
And all the kids at P.S. one-ninety-two
Lyrics by Jimmy Buffett
Music by Buffett, Kunkel, Guth, P. Mayer, J. Mayer
I'm a cultural infidel, painting in the dark
I'm a cultural infidel,
Wound up in the role of victim
A part for which I'm well equipped
Never could resist a smoker
With caramel candy on her lips
Drown with the best
my Coney Island baby, now
I'm a Coney Island baby, now
I'd like to send this one out to Lou and Rachel
And all the kids at P.S. one-ninety-two
éternelle haine
Et maintenant je puis mourir!
Mais ma fille!...
O Rachel!... quelle horrible pensée.
Vient déchirer mon coeur
Délire affreux rage insensée
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