Lyrics:
Don't you know, he was the king of saxophones
Yes indeed he was;
Talkin' 'bout the guy that made it sound so good
Some people knew him by the Bean
the first on your block to meet his eye!
Make way! Here he comes!
Ring bells! Bang the drums!
Are you gonna love this guy!
Prince Ali! Fabulous he! Ali
of course thought it right
To pretend that we never had met before that night
But he knew me at once, I could tell by his glance
And I hung down my head
To happen that way
Zac and I wanted to be the ones
You heard it from i want to
Be honest with you guys about how
This band formulated from day
One i did not
the pain
He was walking by the other day and I said
Hey baby how you been?
Yeah I got me a little girl now and she's 4 years old
And she's got her daddy's
suitcase, with the singin' hook like Frankie Lymon
Shout to the Baywatch, David Hasselhoff hair
Or the Allen Iverson braids, zig zags on designer
Softened
on the cadence of his tingling keys
Matter of fact he my favorite 'cause he tip me with E's
He got a cousin named David and I seen him last week
This is
Have you heard of one Humpty Dumpty
How he fell with a roll and a rumble
And curled up like Lord Olofa Crumple
By the butt of the Magazine Wall
his main lady
He tossin' in the grave, like, "This is how you repay me"?
A change gon' come, wish you didn't trust me so much
Marvin said, "No
Can't keep my cool
Steals my heart when he takes my hand
And we dance, to the rhythm of the band
I feel his fingertips, grip my hips
And I slip as we
finds you guilty
Judge Edward G. Oggen from the H.S.C.A.
Sentenced me to live out
The rest of my days
Surrounded by impersonators and tribute bands too
Busy than a motherfucker, you know how my job get
Barkin' up the wrong tree, you know how the dogs get
Haven't fallen off yet, yee
Come with
Can't keep my cool
Steals my heart when he takes my hand
And we dance, to the rhythm of the band
I feel his fingertips, grip my hips
And I slip as we
Don't you know, he was the king of saxophones
Yes indeed he was
Talkin' 'bout the guy that made it sound so good
Some people knew him by the Bean
own
Whether we did diamond or hardly sold
We did it for our soul
Hop out the V and park by Neiman Marcus
Hope I don't see a snatch and grab
They
will not fail,
'Tis all about a young man, and my song will tell you how
He lately came a-courtin' of the Maid of the Sweet Brown Knowe.
Said he, "My
of dogs in the ocean
That doesn't sound right to me
I'm in love with a corn dog
I can't explain
David's now gone
Taken by his mom
To go see what in his
Nothin' says "love" like a band of gold
Babies grow up and houses get sold
And that's how it goes
Time is a thief, pain is a gift
The past is the past,
yeah, yeah
I just stuffed a stick in my brand new pants, yeah, yeah
He didn't take the stand, straight out the can, he straight to bands, yeah (hey)
So
this rubber band?"
Hustlin', throw your ass right inside a rubbish can
Excuse my French, that's just how I'd talk if I was Russell Brand
Know that I'm
to watch?
What about David Koresh
Jim Jones? Do you think
Entertainment inspired Kip Kinkel
Or should we blame the fact that his
Father bought him the guns he
children, how was school?
It was good, how bout you?
I love you (I love you son)
I love mama too
Are you ready for dinner? I'm able to set the table
Till I
I went downtown to a place I've played before
I looked around
He's backstage by the door
Sitting by his amp
He smiled at me
The man in the band is
get this through your head
It's a set up by the fed's they're scoping us with their Infra - reds
How many mic's do you rip on the daily
Many moni,
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