Lyrics:
Hey Slim, I drank a fifth of vodka
You dare me to drive?
You know the song by Phil Collins, "In the Air of the Night"
About that guy who could have
Jersey
Now we can do this a couple of different ways, it really depends
Could give them classic NY jeans over the Timbs
Or I could spit about my car
I'd write this song anyway
Never could I ever
Say how much I love you
No woman is above you
There's nobody like my mother
Never could I ever
Say how
I'm in the car right now, I'm doing ninety on the freeway
Hey Slim, I drank a fifth of vodka
You dare me to drive?
You know the song by Phil Collins,
Our Song, the words never right
Our song, the one song I never could write.
People are dancing to our music playin'
The country is hummin' my
Stop by and get you a beverage, I'm servin'
My rhymes like nickels and dimes
Plug it in, let it play and let me blow your mind
It's the dominant
back on my feet
The greatest thing that I've found
Your love, it keep me complete
Figured I would write a song for my lady
Who always by my side, ride
Watching the tension grow
I am sailing off to London
I am accompanied by someone who always pays
I have found a wealthy husband
Who will keep me in
wrong
I wish I could write my wrongs
But all I ever do is write these songs
Writing songs
Because I don't wanna talk when they ask what's wrong
I wish I
Man 1: What?
Mandy: This praising.
Wise Man 1: No, no, no.
Mandy: Oh! Well, if you're dropping by again do pop in. (they
take
One, never write anything in pen, always in pencil, because there's an eraser. And two, you have a lot of friends on the way up, but it's lonely
I guess they want to hate me
I guess they want to hate me
I guess they want to hate me
I guess they want to hate me
I just write
Just write
Just write
and Tammy,
And woke up in a co-write
Maybe it'll last forever, maybe only a week or two
Sometimes you write the songs and sometimes the songs write you
To think that my thoughts could somehow be known
I didn't write you a love song but now we're
Staying up talking made our decision
I think about time
Shaw and Samantha
Nelson record their part for Find Your Wings
I feel like rap has a timestamp
On it you could listen
To My Cheri Amor by Stevie
Wonder
Man you hell of a pussy for
The shit you did last night
I could tell you nervous right now by
How you moving your hands right
Yeah please don't fuck
rushin' in a hurry but I'm never really worried
Drink tequila lime to swerve the scurvy, chicks are lookin' hella curvy
Crushin' miles while the universe
rock
Well, so far you've heard my voice but I brought two friends along
And the next on the mic is my man Hank
C'mon, Hank, sing that song
Check it
If I could only write a song
That would make the whole world listen to me
I've been so many places
And I've seen so many faces in a crowd
So many
Things i would never leave my
Room or a studio
Because it was just, like, "at any moment
You could create the best song ever" Like
"you need the best song
here from Georgia
Everyone said I had talent I could write
Nashville's where the money is
They all said my songs are out of sight
So I caught a bus in
the band
It was a really fun song
Rockin' Robin
Rock, rock
Rockin' Robin
He made me a cassette tape
And I wish I could find it
But at the end of the tape
rock
Well, so far you've heard my voice but I brought two friends along
And the next on the mic is my man Hank
C'mon, Hank, sing that song
Check it
'll take a plane, a train, or go by foot
I get busy in my lifehood, but you know that I would
I hope you never worry about me cause life is good
I know when
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