Lyrics:
All night, under the laughing moon
My heart is beating soft and low
Love was here but now it's gone
I'm by myself with my blue radio
A Spanish
thing
I was hoping you might guess
Baby you can free me
All in the power of
Your sweet tenderness
I can see it in your eyes
You've got those
I bought a brand-new air-mobile
It custom-made, 'twas a Flight De Ville
With a pow'ful motor and some hideaway wings
Push in on the button and you
then I'll fuck y'all
When you call me the next day
To get sexed by a nigga in the best way
Yeah, baby, it's a price to pay
Only play in the fast
as we're back by sunrise
We can make us a memory of Nashville tonight
And then I'll write you a song
You might hear it on the radio
Baby you never know
do yo' thang
I mean, in them jeans
Yo shape is beautiful
And I'm "For you, by you"
Like FUBU
(B**** you know the name)
Whoo-wee Jesus
JoJo K-Ci
I was so gone baby, I was so gone for you.
Oh, it doesn't seem like it could really be,
So long ago when we were seventeen,
So long ago it feels just
got near
Posted at you at the bar and whispered in your ear:
Hey, Ms. Lady (Radio edit) Got you from a crush
She said, she ain't a groupie chick
marijuana called that Rhinanna it make you take a bow patience is a virtue you should wait awhile
im in touch with my performance i embrace the crowd
im in
and me
(Baby don't cry)
Sipping Bailey's Cream, by the stereo
Trying to find relief on the radio (ah, what's up?)
I'm suppressing the tears, but
a two-lane, and you by my side.
We'll drive, all night long, get on board,
We'll drive, with the radio on baby all right.
wish tonight
Lay it down, right here
Scream my name, baby I love you
Wherever you are, I'll be right by your side tonight
If you wearing panties
me by the hour
By my blue collar
You're squeezin' me too tight
It's Friday night
Let's run tonight
Till the morning light.
[Chorus]
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Text from „Psycho Psycho Chicken (Radio Edit)“
Psycho, Psycho
What You `re doing there Baby
I see all those Pills!
What You `re doing there Baby
It
the best way, it ain't always the fast way
And yes the best way, it ain't always to act nasty
I'll open up the door always before you pass me
Baby Doll,
I bought a brand-new air-mobile
It custom-made, 'twas a Flight De Ville
With a pow'ful motor and some hideaway wings
Push in on the button and you
You and me
Sittin' in the back my memory
Like a honey bee
Buzzin' 'round a glass of sweet Chablis
Radio's on
Windows rolled up
And my mind's
it'll always be
I thank the good Lord I've got you
In times like these
The rich keep getting richer
The poor barely get by
Farmer Johnson says it's
Hello, Baby, I'll be by
to pick you up at eight
Wear that red dress
You know the one you wore
on our first date
Ease into my Chevrolet
You and me
Sittin' in the back my memory
Like a honey bee
Buzzin' 'round a glass of sweet Chablis
Radio's on
Windows rolled up
And my mind's
heat
The memories are still so sweet
Time's gone by but it's plain to see
I still love you and you still love me
Let's shake these troubles put 'em
night nothing but a stray dog running wild like nobody's child.
And little by little, light after light, that's how it died.
They say you never go
Well I'm real real gone
I got hit by a bow and arrow
You got me down to the very marrow
You're a friend of mine
And I'm real real gone
On the radio
Baby, you can't catch me
Cause if you get too close
You know I'm going' like cool breeze
Get it on!
Yeah, walk!
Get it on, get it on, get it
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