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touch, no)
So slow down, baby (hey)
I'm not your lady (lady)
Boy, you're never gonna get it from me 'cause I'm with someone
Slow it down
Slow it
Mr Horace Greeley was no fool
I'm sure that you agree with me that Greeley was no fool
What he is getting at is that Mr Greeley was no fool
Boy
Mr Horace Greeley was no fool
I'm sure that you agree with me that Greeley was no fool
What he is getting at is that Mr Greeley was no fool
Boy
shake 'em down
Put on your night shirt mama, and your morning gown
Well, you know by night I'm gonna shake 'em down
Your custard pie, yeah, sweet
gonna flood you Big River.
Then I'm gonna sit right here until I die.
I met her accidentally in St. Paul (Minnesota).
And it tore me up every time I
guess I'm really hard
But I'm gonna put buckshot in your pants if you step into my yard
When I watch the police come by and move you on
Well, I
something good
But I shoulda had another mechanic under my hood
If you see me walking by you, boy, don't you even speak
Pretend you on the sofa and I'm
So slow down baby (Hey)
I'm not your lady (Lady)
Boy you're never gonna get it from me coz I'm with someone
Slow it down
Slow it down
Oh ooh
WITH THE POZO SECO SINGERS
WRITER SONNY BONO
Better sit down kids I'll tell you why, kids You might not understand, kids But give it a try, kids Now
let's overdub a little a little finger p-
No, no, no Clem no!
By greckins you put a little, little bit, a little finger poppin' on thar
it's gonna be
that slow us down
If it's too quiet, we make our own noise
Now you can bet your boots by the end of the week
My pretty little girl is ready for me
the rack
You ain't gonna find nothin' down here friend
Except seeds blowin' up the highway in the south wind
Movin' on movin' on it's gone gone it's all
down tonight
Got bitches on my jock out in East Detroit
'Cause they think that I'm a motherfuckin' Beastie Boy
So I told 'em I was Mike D, they was
You can't put them back together
What would you say, what would you do?
Children and animals, two by two
Give me the needle give me the rope
We're
New york city is a thousand miles away
And if you ask me, I'll tell you that's ok
Now I'm not trying to put the big apple down
'Cause they don't need
gonna flood you Big River.
Then I'm gonna sit right here until I die.
I met her accidentally in St. Paul (Minnesota).
And it tore me up every time I
gonna flood you Big River.
Then I'm gonna sit right here until I die.
I met her accidentally in St. Paul (Minnesota).
And it tore me up every time I
you know you got to help me out
Yeah, oh don't you put me on the backburner
You know you got to help me out, yeah
You're gonna bring yourself down
hell
It's a burning hell
Girl, stop moving, boy, behave
Baby, I'll put you in an early grave in hell
Love on the ceiling, love on the floor
I'm
gonna flood you Big River.
Then I'm gonna sit right here until I die.
I met her accidentally in St. Paul (Minnesota).
And it tore me up every time I
track you down
Step by step, from town to town
Sweet like justice, karma is a queen
Karma takes all my friends to the summit (facts)
Karma is the guy
I don't know how I'm gonna tell you
I can't play with you no more
I don't know how I'm gonna do what mama told me
My friend the boy next door
I
on with you too much to let it slide.
I'm over the fussing.
And I'm tryna stop cussing.
So we gonna chill.
Let's start to rebuild, boy.
[Chorus]
my boat
Floatin' down the Flint River
Catch us up a little catfish dinner
Gonna sound like a winner
When I lay you down and love you right
Yeah,
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