Lyrics:
girl)
Hey DJ (on the request line girl)
Play the record by my favorite band
Jump up enjoy the sound
Show everybody how just how you get down
a couple white lies
Make sure we got a good alibi and by the time they catch on,
we'll be outa their sight
Long gone baby
Lets get out of this town
If you see me walking down the street
And I start to cry each time we meet
Walk on by, baby, walk on by
Make believe
That you don't see
Hi, buckaroos, Scamp Walker time again.
Gonna try to slide one by once more.
Don't matter how ya do it.
Just do it like you know what your doing
All right girls, I'll show you what to do
This boat will sparkle like a diamond when we get through
By the numbers there ain't much time
We're gonna
time
(Get new shoes come pickin' time)
Every night when I go to bed
I thank the Lord that my kids are fed
They live on beans eight days of nine
But I
We have time for racism
We have time for criticism
Held bondage by our ism's
When will there be a time to love
We make time to debate religion
If you see me walking down the street
And I start to cry each time we meet
And walk on by, walk on by
Make believe
That you don't see the tears
weary
With Mr. Einstein's theory
So we must get down to earth at times
Relax relieve the tension
And no matter what the progress
Or what may yet be
down
But she won't and I didn't by now I'm leavin' town
This time tomorrow I'll be gone this time tomorrow I'll be gone
I'll be a datin' those
Letting the days go by, let the water hold me down
Letting the days go by, water flowing underground
Into the blue again after the money's gone
Once in
no one knows you
Gonna reach way down deep in your mind
I wanna get to know you
Wanna get to know
Wanna get to know you that good
Gonna know you
get away
And no one need really
Know that I've been gone
One more time for the good times
That far out weigh the bad
One more time for the good
will lay me down
Like a bridge over troubled waters
I will lay me down
Sail on silver girl, sail on by
Your time has come to shine
All the dreams are
the wonder at your feet
Your life's complete
Follow me down
Can't you see me growing, get your guns
The time has come
To follow me down
Follow me across
such a piece of my mind
When I get around to it
'Cause honey I'm abused
Might as well get juiced
If you really want to melt down your mind
to make our profits bro
roll through the town talking shit get your wig split
especially when fucking with another niggas divendends
I mean
weary
With Mister Einstein's theory
So we must get down to earth at times
Relax, relieve the tension
And no matter what the progress
Or what may yet
not goin' down
It takes more than you got right now
Give it, give it time
Yeah, give it time
Well, it may not be over by morning
Rome wasn't
This is some of the lingua franca of the funk business
And people come from miles around
With an almost religious devotion to get on down
One,
I look on the outside
You look on the heart
Where I see an ending
You can see another place to start
And every time I see Your hand reach down
I know
the pedestal
Right down the rabbit hole
Long story short, it was a bad time
Pushed from the precipice
Clung to the nearest lips
Long story short, it was
weary
With Mr. Einstein's theory
So we must get down to earth at times
Relax relieve the tension
And no matter what the progress
Or what may yet
How'd your bottled crown fall off
Tell me how'd you get so tired
Faded down to the wire
Try livin' a lie
And kickin' out the same old guise
Wastin'
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