Lyrics:
twisting, twisting by the pool
And we can still get information
Reading all about inflation
And you're never gonna be out of reach
There's a call-box
that
God's gonna get 'cha for that
Every wrong thing that you do
God's gonna get 'cha for that
This doggone world we're living in
It's giving me a fit
Inch by inch, row by row
Gonna make this garden grow
Gonna mulch it deep and low
Gonna make it fertile ground
Inch by inch, row by row
Please bless
[D.M.C.]
Strong and mighty hard as can be
?? ?? ?? lie press strong as Dee
Never frightened I'm writin' fightin' for what's right
Let's keep it ?? in
Oh, glory hallelujah
Brother, there's a reckonin' a-comin' in the mornin'
Better get ready 'cause I'm givin' you the warnin'
Everybody's gonna have
on me, it's gonna be okay
If I can just get through this lonesome day
Lonesome day
Hell's brewing, dark sun's on the rise
This storm will blow
outta sight)
So fee fi fo fum
Look out baby 'cause here I come
And I'm bringing you a love that's true so get ready
So get ready
I'm gonna try
on me, it's gonna be okay
If I can just get through this lonesome day
Lonesome day
Hell's brewing, dark sun's on the rise
This storm will blow
my, how I long for you
And then comes Thursday
Gee, it´s long, it never gets by
And Friday makes me feel
Just like I´m gonna die
But after
twisting, twisting by the pool
And we can still get information
Reading all about inflation
And you're never gonna be out of reach
There's a call-box
right, he oughta do right by me
Before he gets to saying goodbye
He oughta do right, he oughta do right by me
I think I'm gonna be sad
I think it's
move your feet (it wants to be free from me)
Move your body to the beat
Move your hands, move your feet (yes I'm gonna let it go)
Move your body
name gets mentioned
The papa said, "Oy, if I get that boy
I'm gonna stick him in the house of detention"
Well I'm on my way
I don't know where I'm
right, he oughta do right by me
Before he gets to saying goodbye
He oughta do right, he oughta do right by me
I think I'm gonna be sad
I think it's
It's just old Luke, and Luke's waiting on the judgement day
``Well, Luke my friend, what about young Anna-Lee?''
He said ``Do me a favour son, won't
weekend
God all mighty, Olivia Newton John got married, Sally Field got married, Jamie-Lee Curtis got married, it was like last call at a singles bar.
To Laura Lee
Sweet Laura Lee
I need all her
To live with all or nothing
It is my soul apart
She's always got me thinking
She's gonna break my heart
down
Don't that ol' army cot look lonely
When your lover ain't no place around
Well I tried everything baby
To get along with you
Now I'm gonna
There life is shit, shit
My life is full of it, ball
Your life is bright, cry
Your life is hell, hell
I'm gonna die
Start a new union
I'm
Gotta make it work, I'm not sayin' it's easy
Sometimes we get hurt, I promise I ain't leavin', yeah
There's gonna be a couple fights
Just to see who's
everybody to know I'm strictly copastatic,
I ain't Republican or Democratic.
I got a new program for the nation.
It's gonna be groove time, a big
grows and grows
Oh, how it grows and it grows
And where it's gonna stop I'm sure, nobody knows
(Hey, hey, hey, nobody knows) it gets a little wider
where the lights're bright and gay
And while the sun shines I'll be a makin' hay
I'm gonna live it up...
[ steel - guitar ]
Well you've had me by the nose
gonna do?
When I'm perfect for you, girl, watch out, it's gon' drive you crazy
What you gonna do? What you gonna do? (And love's gon' turn you out,
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