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are torn She stares off alone into the night With the eyes of one who hates for just being born For all the shut down strangers and hot rod angels
(Uh uh ah) Let me put my arms around your head (Dom do ah) Gee, it's hot, let's go to bed Don't forget to turn on the light Don't laugh babe,
Let me put my arms Around your head Gee, it's hot, let's go to bed Don't forget to turn on the light Don't laugh babe, it'll be alright Pour me
Central Park with one of them Walkman's on her head She was hot, young, beautiful and I said to myself she's destined to be mine I see her every day
I walked in She was standing there By the bar in a red dress I couldn't catch my breath Her eyes like fire Reached into my heart But my soul
Making love to a picture frame One more time tonight You can tell by the lines in her smile Something is not right where are you hiding? She's
hot And you're goin' again I love when you seein' she's goin' to the bathroom Got 5 minutes to exchange them buds No I'm not callin' you, what's your
And the toys, yeah Rose said she was fine for two With blonde hair, by crack it Miles of blue Suze, she was on my side 'Cause she and Nancy Ah they took
I got a sixty-nine Chevy with a three-ninety-six Fuelie heads and a Hurst on the floor She's waiting tonight down in the parking lot Outside
a lot of games But with you it's not the same. For you, I'm'ma ride. I want you by my side, I feel like them ghetto boys. (She playin with my mind) I'm'ma
the songs I guess The one that I love best Is the Polka on an old Banjo. And you start to bend She takes you by the hand And I begin to swing her She
a lot of games But with you it's not the same. For you, I'm'ma ride. I want you by my side, I feel like them ghetto boys. (She playin with my mind) I'm'ma
No, not on a night like this Jump in the swimming pool Say hi to Dino Martin He's hot to play it cool Watching the girls go by Fee, fi, fo, fum
And some bloodshot forget-me-not whispers Daddy's within earshot, save the buckshot, turn up the band And she was blinded by the light Oh, cut loose
No sleep, I'm lookin' forty With three bricks in a 740 Bitch, I ain't got time to party I'm breakin' bread with Dominican niggas Over a hot
My tread In my lows Black lung in my hand West, by God, Virginia in my head Heartbeat, hustle and pound She's running down the wrong street
Take your drink to the end of the bar buddy let her be now don't be a fool I'd soon have a hot seat in Sing Sing buddy Than to sit down by her
what I'm saying? So answer my question (Durk) Is you riding for the case you know? (For the case you know) Is you dying by the case, you know? (Is
[Chorus] We hit the city (we hit the city) we in my drop (drop) The DJ wicky-wicky (wicky-wicky) she gettin hot (hot) She dancin by the speaker (by
Little John lived on a mountainside, Never thought much about taking on a bride, Finally he upped and he married one day, She didn't like
Oh she is hot, she's hot, she's hot She's just a wild and wicked slut And she lives inside my head and stops me sleeping And when I think she's
go down to the cotton gin And I make my time worth while to them Then I climb back up again And she waits by the door Oh Cotton Jenny I'm sore
Yuhh yuh yeh I’m to hot hot hot hot hot hot hot I’m to hot hot hot hot hot hot hot I’m to hot hot hot hot hot hot hot I’m to hot hot hot hot hot hot
candy man Well, by now I'm getting all bothered and hot When he kissed my mouth, he really hit the spot He had lips like sugar cane, oh Good things
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