Lyrics:
And the arm fell off my favorite chair again
The man called me today and said he'd haul my things away
If I didn't get my payments made by ten
of my things at your place
You learn my secrets and you figure out why I'm guarded
You say we'll never make my parents' mistakes
But we got bills
to lay his head
And if nobody takes him in
He'll soon be dead
On the street he spied my face I heard him hail
In our plot of frozen space he told
and me, my love
Ev'rybody's gonna be happy,
Which means you and me, my love
And I know, and I know,
And when I see ya walking down the street
Well it makes
Cash or credit, it doesn't matter
Long as my bank books keep growin' fatter
Easy street is my favorite avenue
Who needs money? I do
Just pity all those
It knows me by name
Oh, the city's desire
To take me for more and more
It's in the street, getting under my feet
It's in the air, it's everywhere
I passed you on a street in town today
And my heart ached in an old familiar way
I thought of things I'd like to say should I catch your eye
to make my move
But I just can't wait no more
Can't let you slip out that door
Prettiest thing I ever seen before
Got me spinnin' around, I ain't even
do is to be with my favorite things
My favorite songs My favorite TV shows are never ending
My favorite books My favorite radio shows will never
and I can't even lie to you
Got too much pride for you
Gotta stay safe in these streets
Streets don't play favorites, though
I'm not afraid of it
It knows me by name
Oh, the city's desire
To take me for more and more
It's in the street, getting under my feet
It's in the air, it's everywhere
I wanta sing
About the things that make me happy
I wanta sing
About my brother and my mother and my sister and my pappy
I wanta sing
About
spun, let's have fun
I like to have fun by the ton
Roads, places, avenues, streets
I'll walk a mile for a funky beat
I put these words in a special order
waiter, treat us right, you remember what we like
She's back again, by my side again, waiter, we want to feel alive again
Things go better with Coca
America to me
The place I work in
The worker by my side
The little town the city
Where my people lived and died
The howdy and the handshake
of my things at your place
You learn my secrets and you figure out why I'm guarded
You say we'll never make my parents' mistakes
But we got bills
Can get it off by tomorrow
It's wicked when my favorite uncle kick it
Fiends trying to kick the addiction
Of sucking glass dicks
Vivid images go against
not now but when I go, yea
I know you don't see me like a movie star
And it can't help much that I don't have no car
But you're my favorite thing
I'm in my room, it's a typical Tuesday night
I'm listenin' to the kind of music she doesn't like
And she'll never know your story like I do
'Cause
of my things at your place
You learn my secrets and you figure out why I'm guarded
You say we'll never make my parents' mistakes
But we got bills
)
Ooh-ooh-ooh
Ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh (it's her favorite)
By the way you speak out loud, loud
And say what it is, yeah (ooh yeah)
I ain't come to play around-round
When I saw you on 8th street
You could make my life complete
Baby yeah, yeah, yeah
You're my-my kind of a girl
And when I saw you by the jukebox,
all night
Lost by the river cross the turnpike
Somewhere near nowhere is my favorite thing to do
What you say girl me and you
Go get a little lost
to a redneck girl
Camouflage (camouflage), camouflage
Oh you're my favorite color camouflage
(Get 'er done)
Well, you can blend in in the country
You
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