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Buried in Louis, I'm talking all brown linen, huh

Talk stupid, get your head popped
I got that Esther, bitch, I'm Red Fox
Big B's, Red Sox
I get

Summertime in England

Van Morrison

Common One

1980

Avalon
In the countryside in England
With your red robe danglin' all around your body free
Let your red robe go.
Goin' ridin' down by Avalon
Would you

leaving folks
After I get them singing
I'd like to leave ya'll singing
How'bout the folks in the row
Here by the wall
Ya'll got the "red light" with me
Rest

I'm at the top and it's my time
Know you feel the breeze when I walk by, yuh
Worry 'bout yours, 'cuz I got mine
Your lane do not pass the white line

lights
Just me and her in these clouds under red lights
We almost took it there, on the way home at the red light
We be making movies in my room under red

John

Lil Wayne

John [Edited Version]

2011

Buried in Louis, I'm talking all brown linen, huh

Talk stupid, get your head popped
I got that Esther, bitch, I'm Red Fox
Big B's, Red Sox
I get

instead of
Grieving all while you curled up in bed
Food up on your table
A roof over your head
If I die right now
Least it was truth in what i said
Can you

insane
Keep choppa by my bed frame, incase I need to release red stains
It's the big bad wolf, and I'm puffin' on your pack
Green slime, that slat, like I

I got voices in my head
I got voices in my head
Got me seeing being red
I can't tell em go to bed
I'm just caught up in mess
I can see up what's up

gotta make your bed
Charlie but your eye is red
Eyy
Eyy
Let me get that real sip
Workin' all day
Workin' all night
Walk in the store, yeah what's

shit cost a arm and leg, cars and bread
Takin' big steps, bitch, I'm nine ahead
We been havin' sex, but not in the bed
Told me that it's red, so I got

fall for you again
And when I want you in my bed
I think of you and I see red

Why do I find myself thinking of you
I hear your voice and these feelings

Red Nose

Tech N9ne

Red Nose

I got a red nose, red nose, red nose
Don't make me clown and have to go put on my red nose

[Verse 3]
I'm comin in, Drivin my short bus
With it's

I find it real fucking rude that you don't know how to answer the motherfucking phone
That's a red flag
Is your bitch ass going to Cece's?
That's

Highwayman [Live]

Phil Ochs

Farewells & Fantasies

1997

riding,
Riding, riding!
The red-coats looked to their priming! she stood up strait and still!

Vii
Tlot-tlot, in the frosty silence! tlot-tlot, in

I really just wanna melt the frost
Just reading this from Tee's thoughts.
Roses are red
You in my bed
Giving me head (Like Ooo)
And it's so romantic

in a coma
Rolling down the isle, see your momma gettin' Roma
Mar-Red like tomatoes hot 'n' steamy like the Summer
Calling honey over like a bee without

Little toy trains, little toy tracks
Little toy drums, coming from a sack
Carried by a man dressed in white and red
Little boy don't you think

bed
Bad inna di bed
Maraton mi run when mi a run di cocky red

Bubble up your body gyal do something fi mi
Bu bu bu bubble up your body gyal do

in my bed, weed on my pillow)
Show your gold grill, make these boys chill
With the diamonds in your grill
(don't call me on my name)

At the red light,

Rest assure I aint forgot about you
Ima get you in my bed ah bed ah
When I fly you in that red eye red eye
Then I let you know
Aye pretty baby dont you

on
But innocence is gone
Staring at red
Writing in red
Singing in red
Living in red
Staring at red
Writing in red
Singing in red
Living in red
Sure we're

bed in red, undressed in his bed
I'm dead, your dead, I'm dead
Sick of listening to the voices inside my head telling me
Life would be better off if I

for my village, yeah
I do it for my pe (Aye, yes, sir)
And the blood drippin' by the gallons (Grr)
Dolo in the whip, I solo any clique
It's not