Lyrics:
me by, by the water
Meet me down by the water
Baby, you know, I say you know what they're
You know what they're talking about
I want you to met me,
Brought the world 50 Cent, you did squat
Piss and moan, but I'm not gonna fall, bitch! (Yeah)
It's too loud
Can't hear it coming down the hallway
're surrounded by these walls
I'll make them fall
I'll make them fall
Ahh, ahh
When all the money has been spent
And you've thrown away every cent
I'll
throw my date-book over the fence
And find me one for five or ten cents
I'll keep it 'til it's covered with age
'Cause I'm writin' your name down
have no names
And freight yards full of old black men
And the graveyards of the rusted automobiles
Good morning, America
How are you?
Say don't
New York City
You are now rocking, with 50 Cent
You gotta love it
I just wanna chill and twist the lah
Catch stunts in my 7-45
You drive me
the scar
Twinkle twinkle, weekend star
How you wonder who you are
Down below the world so high
Like a rhinestone in the sky
Oh my
Pretty, pretty
Seven
(Spoken):
"A preachment, dear friends, you are about to receive
On John Barleycorn, nicotine, and the temptations of Eve"
(Bronx cheer)
No parkin'
In my dream, I'm a western hero
Riding my Palomino
Silver star, there you are, silver star
Got my gun and my white ten gallon
Bigger than life , I
Driving down I-5
I don't ever want to die
'Cause I'd no more get to see
All this beauty passing by me
Laundry on the line
Truckers passing
have no names
And freight yards full of old black men
And the graveyards of the rusted automobiles
Good morning, America
How are you?
Say don't
I wake up in the morning, just glad my boots are on
Instead of empty in the whispering grasses
Down the Five at Forest Lawn
On the set, the makeup
Yeah, what you critics said would never happen
We dedicate this album to anybody people said couldn't make it
To the fans that held us down 'til
Papa threw his two cents too
They said always watch the friends around you
Cause some of them are not for you
You can tell them by the way they
Transylvania
And the winter nights are long
I'll come by and you'll feel warmer
Dial the number from this song
Just dial Transylvania 1, 2, 3, 4, 5
Transylvania
A rockabilly past of which nobody knows
Makes his home all over the place
He goes to sleep by falling down on his face
Sometimes known as the leader
can't tell what it is
But I take a look
And now I'm sorry I did
5:30 on a Friday night
Thirty three good people cut down
I don't believe anymore
I
cents
I see you ever jumped the fence
I jumped so high, touched the skies
Didn't get back 'til a quarter to five
Walking the dog
I'm just
of those lady teachers,
a beautiful hostess, you know,
the kind the Palace features
for only a dime a throw.
Ten cents a dance
that's what they pay
throw my date-book over the fence
And find me one for five or ten cents
I'll keep it 'til it's covered with age
'Cause I'm writin' your name down
cents
I see you ever jumped the fence
I jumped so high, touched the skies
Didn't get back 'til a quarter to five
Walking the dog
I'm just
throw my date book over the fence
Find me one for five or ten cents
Keep it till it's covered with age
Cause I'm writin' your name down on every page
throw my date-book over the fence
And find me one for five or ten cents
I'll keep it 'til it's covered with age
'Cause I'm writin' your name down
I lived in a town way down south
By the name of Buffalo
Worked in the mill with the rest of the trash
As we're often called you know
You factory
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