Lyrics:
"Well, Billie Joe never had a lick of sense, pass the biscuits, please"
"There's five more acres in the lower forty I've got to plow"
Mama said it was
Well, he tossed me a dime as he pulled her in low
And said: "Have yourself a cup on old Big Joe
When Joe and his rig roared out in the night
In nothin'
!
Hey the man's at the door
Run Joe!
Hey man he won't let me go
Run Joe!
Run Joe as fast as you can
Run Joe!
These police holding me hand
Hide
Hey Joe
Where you going with that gun in your hand
Hey Joe
Now tell me where you going with that gun in your hand
I'm gonna shoot my lady
'cause
, stutter, everybody knows that I'm butter
I'm not the man with sensitivity
The name is Fat Joe, the label's Relativity, huh
I chop a rapper like a meat
Everyone knows everybody else
Let's skip introductions
Talk on little Joe
His mother left for me to mind
A 100 a week
A lovely guy of 26
Loves
Now Beautiful Joe, he lay down in the snow in his old coat and hat
in his old hat and coat
The coat had been eaten by moths
The coat had been eaten
Hey Joe
Where you going with that gun in your hand
Hey Joe
Now tell me where you going with that gun in your hand
I'm gonna shoot my lady
'cause
Hey Joe, where you going with that gun in your hand
Hey Joe, now tell me where you going with that gun in your hand
I'm goin' down to shoot my
Hey Joe
Where you going with that gun in your hand
Hey Joe
Now tell me where you going with that gun in your hand
I'm gonna shoot my lady
'cause
"Well, Billie Joe never had a lick of sense, pass the biscuits, please"
"There's five more acres in the lower forty I've got to plow"
Mama said it was
Well, Billy Joe never had a lick of sense; pass the biscuits, please
There's five more acres in the lower forty I've got to plow
And mama said it was
Elaine Paige
But without the fuckin' tunes an' Joe Cocker bollocks
East miserable Mainline
Where the air con won't be saved by Nicolas Cage
Put some
when she took me by the hand.
Crime of passion.
A beautiful woman and a desperate man.
Now the cop at the station's name was Joe...saw it
"Well, Billy Joe never had a lick of sense, pass the biscuits, please"
"There's five more acres in the lower forty I've got to plow"
And Mama said it was
Pirogue Joe â?? Charley Pride
Down in Louisiana where the bayou blows
Lives a little man called Pirogue Joe
He wears a red shirt and a pole cat cap
and then break him off proper
He's a showstopper, phantom rocker
All I need's a little help from my friends like Joe Cocker
It's getting deep in ways you
Hey Joe, where you goin' with that gun of your hand
Hey Joe, I said where you goin' with that gun in your hand, oh
I'm goin' down to shoot my old
I like wasting my days in a caravan,
I liked my Uncle Joe,
What a lovely man!
Well, I love things,
I do my best,
I eat, sleep, laugh and cry
another lonely night goes by
Meanwhile down at Joe's the music's playing
I can almost see him there holding her so tight
Meanwhile here at home
she may be
She may search this whole wide world over
Never find a sweeter man as me
When I die please bury me in my high top Stetson hat
Put
she may be
She may search this whole wide world over
Never find a sweeter man as me
When I die please bury me in my high top Stetson hat
Put
she may be
She may search this whole wide world over
Never find a sweeter man as me
When I die please bury me in my high top Stetson hat
Put
she may be
She may search this whole wide world over
Never find a sweeter man as me
When I die please bury me in my high top Stetson hat
Put
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