Lyrics:
Ya make a guy feel humble
I make a fool of myself again
Ya make me trip and stumble
Just go dance by yourself again
I'll just watch
Cause that's
Last dance
Last chance for love
Yes, it's my last chance
For romance tonight
I need you by me
Beside me, to guide me
To hold me, to scold me
'Cause
(Note: Performed at the Marquee
Club 19 12 1985)
(Note: Original by Black Sabbath
On album Technical Ecstasy)
I've been gone a long long time
We are paid by those who
Learn by our mistakes
"'The Working Hour' was thrown
Together during, um, rehearsals
- erm, rehearsals for our last tour erm
to get the last one straight,
The show must go on, I got something to dance to
Slow it down and romance to and give me a chance to
Keep you in tune
from a windy height
I only knew how to hold on tight
And pray for love enough to last all night
Down on Copperline
Day breaks and the boys wakes up
need me
It's my third whiskey
And it's only 10 A.M.
I'll show you what you mean to me
Just give me one last chance
I'll be anything you need
I'll make
from a windy height
I only knew how to hold on tight
And pray for love enough to last all night
Down on Copperline
Day breaks and the boys wakes up
(My pants are tight)
There's a price on their hearts you can't fail to afford.
Drink to the bitch and we'll dance for a while
If you can't do
a lightweight
They tell me you nice and I'm like, "Wait"
Go get me a knife, you're looking like steak
And when the stakes are high, I stake out for days
last night
She said she won't set herself on fire for me anymore
Did you hear the cops finally busted Madame Marie
For tellin' fortunes better than
for my mothafuckin' niggas
Hop out, do my stuff, then hop back in
Me and the homies
Matter of fact, I hop out that mothafucka
And be like,
your disease
Don't need your silly jive
Chorus:
I was an innocent by-stander
I was middle of the roadman for you
Then you took me for a ride, now baby
And then she kissed me like there was nobody else in the room
As last orders were called was when she stood on the stool
After dancing the céili singing
the fuckin' Sean Combs dance, follow me now
Who wanna come test the kid?
Have your baby mama bless the team
Shit, I ain't even know she could twerk it like
"goodbye" and another "Please don't go")
And he would hold me close
And tell my sailing stories by the fireplace
(All night I dance and all day I keep
official
Let me tell you when it all started
Game dropped Documentary and
Made plenty enemies
It was a classic album, but prior to that
Guerilla Black
Ouch, look out for the wall, aim for the couch, I'm 'bout to fall
I miss the couch and down I go, lookin' like a bouncy ball
Shit must've knocked me out
wanna diss you anymore, this really got me second guessing
"Touch My Body" by Mariah Carey play, you probably start reflectin'
I never been with no one
the royal fool
Read it aloud
B-But Sire
Read it aloud, now
You fucking fool
What?
Niggas don't dance
All they do is this
Let me see
All they do is
Ladies and gentlemen
This here is another one for the steppers
DJ Wayne Williams put the record on
Whoa oh whoa oh whoa oh whoa yeah
Whoa yeah
action
I wanna see numbers in action
I wanna see numbers in action
I wanna see numbers in action
Yo can ya send me what I called for
Like green
the blues?
Dirty records from another time
Some blood stains on your shoes
May I have this last dance
By chance if we should meet?
Can you write me a lullaby?
Man this is to fucking hard to not go on the album...
I think it's gonna go on the album
Beautiful tango
Take me by the hand
Beautiful tango
Until
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