Lyrics:
Chaddeo, and the Mighty Hah
The Cru
Uh, uh
Can you feel it?
Uh
Now once upon a time let's see if I remember
Back in January (nah chill it was
the door come a tear-stained letter
Oh, oh, oh love love
Cry, cry if it makes you feel better
Set it all down in a tear-stained letter
Oh, oh, oh love
One-two-three-four, one-two-three-four!
Hey girl I'm calling all stations
Blowing down the wire tonight
I'm singing through these power lines
I never came to the beach or stood by the ocean
I never sat by the shore under the sun with my feet in the sand
But you brought me here and I
down, girl
When you walked through the door (woo)
It was clear to me (clear to me)
You're the one they adore
Who they came to see (who they came
lipstick
Painted on the end of a lit cigarette
And I loved you girl, yeah, I loved you girl
And if I put it back on, I'm sixteen sittin next to you
Down by
A one two three four, one two three four!
Hey girl I'm calling all stations, blowing down the wire tonight
I'm singing through these power lines,
Feeding on the fires
Dreams transport desires
Drive you when you're down
Dreams transport the ones
Who need to get out of town
The boy walks with
I'm getting tired of waitin' around
I feel like I'm always trackin' you down
I don't want to point my finger at you
But there's something you
that old guy
That smoosh-faced dude
I'm telling you I seen him yesterday
And I seen him like three days ago, I seen him for years
He wears like
dancing
Just ain't what they really want
Drive out to the boondocks and park down by the creek
And where it's George Strait 'til real late
that baby's mamma drama
Brothas it's real
But before you close the door
Don't forget how it feels
Remember
[Donovan:]
Daddy missed my game and I
baby's arms.
The Atlantic disappeared on the horizon,
And Quebec lay waiting for me down the track.
For a while I drove a truck to keep from
had was lying out in the pot
And then the stranger threw down a royal flush, somebody said
"Hey man, that's enough friend I think you've been
and then I took two more
I was out the window cause by now they were right at my door
I took three shots and then I laid
They rushed in shooting so I
a Harley in heat
When I strut down the street, I could feel its heart beat
The sisters fell back and said, "Don't that man look pretty"
The cripple
I'm on the street, you gotta feel my beat, so
Throw your hands up if you're down with the C-
Double-O-L-I-O with the flow
I'm lookin' for the party,
ago
I remember the first time
I saw you on the street
You looked so pretty my heart skipped a beat
I can't wait any longer but I still feel
should roll
I never could control it
And I can't be controlled
I am what I am
I am the back door slam
When I walk down the streets
heard
Welcome to the Home by the Sea
Sit down, sit down
As we relive our lives in what we tell you
Images of sorrow, pictures of delight
Things
can't pour this, nigga
I perform with my drum, you must don't know me, nigga
Got a thoroughbred bitch down in Texas, nigga
I can tell she got a man
when we first heard
Welcome to the home by the sea
Sit down, sit down, sit down
Sit, down, sit down
As we relive our lives
In what we tell you
animals and antelopes
Then there's no reason that a man and another man can't elope
But if you feel like I feel, I got the antidote
Women, wave your
swear
Up and down that she don't got it
Bitch, you must think I'm the fool
You better hop up on the track
And put that pussy to use
Now, I oughta go
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