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Words and music by Tom T. Hall From Real - The Tom T. Hall Project Originally by Tom T. Hall Have you read any good telephone books lately? If you
Sunset Sunday starts feeling scary Bob Saget hosted a sweet sanctuary Who do you love and who do you tolerate? Tom made it fun watching grown men's
Please take me by the hand It's so cold out tonight, I'll Put blankets on the bed But I won't turn out the light, just Don't forget to think
don't get fed up My people rise, my people fight My people do alright My people walk with pride and We're marchin' side by side and My people laugh,
Aynsley Dunbar (drums) Jim Pons (bass, vocals, dialog) Bob Harris (keyboards, vocals) Don Preston (mini-moog) You are... you gotta tell me something... I
and Weavin’ Bob and Weavin’ hoes Tired of provin’ niggas that a Don can’t t get a No huh [ Verse 2] P for Pussy guy Don’t ask me ’bout this niqqa I’ll be
从头开始就没善他表面兔子却是狼豺 电话那头传来质疑声说lie lie everyone can talk about this e-pal bob and Mike i try day by day never say die listen this real shit called tom type wake up young
On the outs I lace up, the world I face up To score on anybody, its war on everybody The new guys come in blood shot between the eyes As long
thinking You're feelin' like a lucky guy I was the same way 'Cause she was hard to come by I was on her so hard That I almost lost the pussy Go head,
of nigga A new type of nigga A sell out surrounded by wealth You should have been one of the greats Now you just sound like everyone else Hello?
'cause the beer that they was serving here was only tap I'm bitin', I fight dirty, you might get kicked in the nuts You're frightened like, "This guy
playin' Bridge with our wives We'll just stop by them and Sing them this song I bet they'll be awfully surprised I don't doubt it Hey, we're out of money,
spit shit subliminal Slang therapist, my whole style is criminal Bugged like Bob Digital, fly visual Mind body and soul, I'm a strong individual Come
by sayin' I don't like this beat But I weather the storm, I'ma lightening streak Uh, Weezy F. Baby, I do it big, weigh me Them crazy freaky bitches
When they first heard us We were working at a club in Hollywood Called the Whisky à Go-Go, and the A&R man Uh, producer, Tom Wilson, came in, he
crack, crack If you wanna shoot, give me a second so I can lay flat 'Cause this, some the cemetery's, the reality Where the tough guys get buried in
boys Cause I got my eye on this other guy Back in the booth with his boys, he's all mellowed out And tonight I don't mind be a shy boy So I gotta
be laced properly Rules are rules, fools are fools, I react logically Ain't no way, so come, make my day Like Tom Hanks I earn long bank and Cast
hands'll tingle (boss) Kilo after kilo, blow my winnings out in Reno (boss) Candy out the Chevy, new motor, I got the beetle Trappin' out of Tampa, Tom
seein' eye to eye So we picked up and started a group with some other guys (haha) This is hip hop (hip hop) Man, I won't stop Yo, Big Boi (what up?)
I'm getting by with my wicked ways I'm loading up and I'm taking names I wanna dig my way to hell I wanna dig my way to hell I'm getting by
Buffett, Lyle Lovett and Bobby Gentry Jerry Jeff, Bob Dylan, Donnie Fritts, The Dead, The Doors, Patsy Cline, John Prine and more I got Jackson Browne,
get some sleep tonight I don't know what you are like But I know that by the morning light Bob Marley Doing speedballs at McDonald's like Chris Farley
good for you like a vegatable Shows by the several Schedule full of festivals And if I ever do time Than you know it's federal Uh, incredible, yeah
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