Lyrics:
(When they come to hear you play)
I don't remember mama
She died when I was born
We lived in a one room shanty
But daddy tried to make it a home
off your little training bra
Don't you understand me?
I'm gonna take off you little maroon hot pants
I'm gonna get down on my knees, baby, dont
Dallas, Texas
(Rock and roll weekend) See you in Cleveland.
(Rock and roll weekend) Don't for
a barbecue stain on my white t-shirt
You were killing me in that mini-skirt
Skippin' rocks on the river by the railroad tracks
You had a sun tan line
After thirty five years the grass still don't grow in that rock hard west Texas ground
Where my old dad still clings to that old coyote town
Like horses
to be your lover, ain't no liar
Rosalita, you're my stone desire, alright
Now, I know your mama, she don't like me, 'cause I play in a rock and roll
got dat
Goin for sixteen five, you want it then holla back!
We in the project livin nigga, rollin with my boyz
Hustlin on them rocks, but we strapped
tall and strong
Make it a Hurricane before I go insane
It's only half past twelve, but I don't care
It's five o'clock somewhere
Well this lunch
(I came to burn Red Rocks down if you guys are here with me)
I heard you died out in Cheyenne
With my mother's ring on your hand
Note in your
that life's a bore
Casey, oh Casey
Don't you know how it makes me so damn crazy
Living all alone by those waters
But please say hello
But please
the chronic by the tree
I love it when you call me Big Poppa
Throw your hands in the air, if you's a true player
I love it when you call me Big Poppa
G-L-A-M-O-R-O-U-S, yeah
G-L-A-M-O-R-O-U-S
We flyin' the first class, up in the sky
Poppin' champagne
Livin' my life in the fast lane
I won't change by
Rosalita, you're my stone desire all right
Now, I know your mama
She don't like me cause I play
In a rock and roll band
And I know your daddy, he don't dig
like a lunar landscape
Now the boss don't dig me, so he put me on the night shift
It takes me two hours to get back to where my baby lives
In
slick, I'm cool, I'm solid gold
They call me the Kid Creole
[Cowboy]
I'm the C.O.W.B.O.Y. why
The man's so bad that you can't deny
And when you act
when it come to the hoes
She can do the same thing to the clique you know
Your hoe chose, don't get mad at me
Got your wife callin' me daddy
Put her
roll up the partition please
I don't need you seeing 'Yonce on her knees
Took forty-five minutes to get all dressed up
We ain't even gon' make it
(God put a song in the heart of an angel and softly she sang it to me)
You know I get to thinking a lotta times about back when I was a boy
The old
a barbecue stain on my white t-shirt
You were killing me in that mini-skirt
Skippin' rocks on the river by the railroad tracks
You had a sun tan line
I just wanna rock you, all night long, oh oh oh oh
I just wanna rock you, all night long, oh oh oh oh
Yo need you to understand me daddy I ain't
and my real bitches
Let me see you do it like this, come on
Rock, your body body, rock your body body (rock)
Rock, your body body, rock your body body
No work or play, our world is free
Be what you be, be
(Rock, rock to the Planet Rock, don't stop)
(Rock, rock to the Planet Rock, don't stop)
a pull up pon a man and
(Let me up!) What it look like?
See my daddy done kill 'em dead
Bullets come down from the earth
My daddy done killa you
Don't
that life's a bore
Casey, oh Casey
Don't you know how it makes me so damn crazy
Living all alone by those waters
But please say hello
But please
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