Lyrics:
lookin' over at me
Wind in my hair, I was there
I remember it all too well
Photo album on the counter, your cheeks were turnin' red
You used to be
betcha, it gets me
And every time I hold her hand
I'm just too shy to say the things I plan
Every time she's close to me
My heart is filled with ecstasy
don't bring home Jerome
I am the free nigga archetype
I am the light and the beacon, you can ask the deacon
It's funny when you get extra money
Every
to get it on like once before
When people stared in Jagger's eyes
And scored
Like the video films we saw
[Chorus:]
His name was always Buddy
the band's first single, as it happens, to reach the top ten.
Great! Well, what can you say about that? Thank you guys and fans and
girls...guys
swear them other guys, you give 'em an inch
They take a mile, they got style, but it isn't Slim
When you walked through the door (woo)
It was clear
it
Money for nothin' and chicks for free
Now that ain't workin' that's the way you do it
Lemme tell ya them guys ain't dumb
Maybe get a blister
And The Beatles Too
But You Put Down Long Hair
I-- Don't See How You Survive, Yeah
Bein' One Of The Guys
Bein' One Of The Guys
Hey, Get It, Get It, Hey, Heyâ?¦
smile
Captain Jack will get you high tonight
And take you to your special island
Captain Jack will get you by tonight
Just a little push, and you'll
her I was just a drinkin'
With a couple of buddies I knew
She told me in a few short words
Just a what she wanted me to do
She said "oh won't you
boom on your black ass, bitch
You could get the finger, the middle (come and get some)
I thought I hit rock bottom, they ban my album, point
figured I'd have it all by the time I retired
I'd have me a car worth at least a hundred grand.
I'd get it one piece at a time
And it wouldn't cost me
the And Justice For All album
And I know you guys are ready to sing loud as a mother fuck
So uh, no worries here
You're going to put your eyeballs on Jason,
that
Nigel Leigh: What did the critics
Think of the album?
Hated it
Nigel Leigh: Is there any sense in which
Freak Out! was a success for you?
Well,
there and tried to sing
Blues changes like Buddy Miles or something
But it just didn't work 'cause
She was singing, "Get yourself together
You are where
Now we're gonna play a song now
Uh This song is from an album called One Size
Fit's All well I'm surprised you people
Have heard of it didn't sell
Like a rosebud blooming in the warm of the summer sun, it's growing
Like the tale by the time it's been told by more than one, woo, it's growing
rapper about to blow
But his album came, and it was not good
I think it went lead or double copper-wood
So the silly little fans, they were misled
By
rap shit
Get zipped up in plastic when it happens that's it
Freeway, we run this rap shit
O and Sparks, we running this rap shit
Chris and Neef, we
Hey Dave, you know when we get home
We're really gonna catch it
What's our excuse this time?
Well dear, we'll just tell 'em
We're sittin' up
With
I get pink eye
Fuck you anywhere, I'm that type guy (type guy)
At the church, on the plane, at the basketball game
I don't care, I'ma bust my nut
an explanation in
The album, you know
Had this whole thing about people
Getting together and dancing and
Doing this big thing
And that's what the scene was in LA
that's ok, I'll come by and get you. Lets say around..."
[She hangs up phone]
Richie: "Come on.."
[Phone rings]
Richie: "Hey."
Samantha: "Sorry. I guess he
nothin', homie
Ye ain't fresh azimiz
Ye ain't got it (ye ain't got it)
You don't keep it Doug E. like I keep it Doug E.
Lil' buddy you ain't fresh azimiz
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