Lyrics:
gonna be corny too.
Long about nineteen seventeen
Jazz'll come upon the scene,
Then about nineteen thirty-five
You'll begin to hear swing,
Boogie
high
Then you can really get by, oh my
We the cats shall hep ya
So reap this righteous riff
Now you're hep I'll betcha
So reap this righteous
To the good little girls and boys
So listen to your mothers
Do the things she wants you to
If you can't be good 'till Christmas
Then its just too bad for
I am just a poor boy
Though my story's seldom told
I have squandered my resistance
For a pocket full of mumbles
Such are promises
All lies
So brave and true, so gentle is he
I'll weep for him as he'd weep for me
Little Boy Blue come blow your horn
In Scarlet Town, where I was born
Scarlet
and side to side
Then I let the Alpine play
Bumpin' new shit by NWA
It was "Gangsta Gangsta" at the top of the list
Then I played my own shit, it went
at the bridge
You niggas is sipping on 40's
I'm topping the keg you know how we play
Like G's coming up off
Watts boys in the hood spit
Nothing but that hot shit
hope he has someone close by his side
And I hope that he'll come home
Where is my wandering boy tonight?
Where is my wandering boy?
If you see him,
thought you would change for me
Everything's different now
Reminiscing ain't the same boy
How I let you come and hurt me like this (this boy)
I'm open
they come a dime a dozen
"When I say dozen, you know what I'm talkin' about, boy"
Yeah, that's right, I'm the Egg Man, driving around
King
a Rover, ducked in them rows meetin' quotas
Shorty bipolar, load her by cock I tried to told ya
When movin' the wrong direction ain't no flesh and then
the kind of boy
Who only wants to run around
I'll keep waiting and someday darling
You'll come to me when you want to settle down, oh
One fine day,
a magical spot at the hop
Come with me to the church on the corner the hop
There's nuts and crisps and c-c-cola on tap
A good time had by those boys
"Come with me, Father." He
Grabs his father by one hand. The father
Gets the magic wand, the boy gets the
Ukelele. They run across the field. People
said I fly by the dangerous bend symbol (wait, what? Wait, what?)
Don't hesitate to maybe over compensate
And then by the time I catch in my peripheral
and side to side
Then I let the Alpine play
Bumpin' new shit by NWA
It was "Gangsta Gangsta" at the top of the list
Then I played my own shit, it went
and the linsey - oh
You did not treat us then so fine
Down by the Greewood side - oh
Now bonny boys come tell to me
Oh the rose and the linsey - oh
What
it on a piece of paper
Then you put a stamp on it
And they'd get it three days later
Boys would call the girls
And girls would turn them down
Here comes Santa Claus, here comes Santa Claus
Right down Santa Claus lane
He'll come around when the chimes ring out
Then it's Christmas morn again
She looks at a picture of
A girl dressed in lace
A boy by her side with a smile on his face
And she still remembers the
Vows that she gave
A lifetime
I Explode
Frayser Blvd trapped by fences
Survival of the fittest
In the city where the skinny nigga get finished
The timid dont last
Hustlers
who live by the sea?
Back on the ranch and everything's normal
Beach blanket bingo comes on the TV
We talk in our sleep and then the next morning
heading my way
Oh, come on, boy and love me down, yeah
And let's go for what we know
Hold me so tight, yeah
And then love me, love me, love me
It started when we were little kids
Free spirits, but already tormented by our own hands
Given to us by our parents
We got together and wrote
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