Lyrics:
bus
I'm lookin out and see one of my front wheels
Go bouncing of a tree and now its headin for my windshield
Pieces of glass are in my throat
And this
He got the high sign so he jumped a bus
And along the roads that wind on through
The hot Mojave and the Jericho
He'd start his whole life anew
you stay around here
I can not be here by next year
I see two wheels every time I steer
I’m seeing double no it is not clear
I ain’t never had shit
down in this valley
Where the wheels turn so low
At dawn I pray to the Lord of my soul
I say do Lord, do right by me
You know I'm tired of being
forever
But until they close the curtain (y'all know)
It's him and I, Aquemini
Yeah
Now is the time to get on like Spike Lee said
"Get on the bus
We were headed home in Austin
Caught pneumonia on the road
Taking it home to Connie and the kids
A wheel ran off and jumped a railroad
Then ran
forever
But until they close the curtain (y'all know)
It's him and I, Aquemini
Yeah
Now is the time to get on like Spike Lee said
"Get on the bus
down in this valley
Where the wheels turn so low
At dawn I pray to the Lord of my soul
I say do Lord, do right by me
You know I'm tired of being
knew it'd be warm.
At the wheel sit a big man, he weighed about two-ten
He stuck out his hand and said with a grin
"Big Joe's the name", I told
Take a cab take a bus just get here
My last year your this year am in
My partner jeep with no windshield
Make more money than you sit still
Big wheels
the song
No one picks like Bill Monroe and don't George Jones sing great
I can tell that the people care by the people at my gate
Webb Pierce invites
"Get on the bus", go get your work
And keep your beeper chirpin' is a must
Is you on that dust or cornstarch?
Familiar with that smack man?
The music
THE FRESH GREEN GRASS
OF KENTUCKY AS THIS BUS TAKES ME DOWN THE LINE
AS THE DAY TURNS TO DARKENESS
I KNOW Iu0027M ONLY EIGHTEEN WHEELS AWAY
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SO THINK
Can't ignore us no
Choppers singing out the window of
The tour bus yea
We ain't coming down we too high up
Don't try us we setting shit on fire now
We
an trust Nah go round yuh like wheel pon bus Climb that hill yah weh so steep an tuff Then back it up fimmi like a leyland truck
Mi do di maths yuh divide
knees
Your ankles and pretty heels
Chased by French stick on wheels
What a hydraulic way to spend my time
And an attenuated bell to throw in polls
I'm
except for that peach
Coloured four wheel drive double decker blow job bus
Let's hear it for the queenie... She's no better than me or you
Except for those
yeah)
Jet black Cadillac
Growin' on them twenty somethin'
Tall bag off the yack alpines steady bumpin'
Four five on the side
Tucked by the seat heater
You ain't never made love with a real nigga, I can tell by the way that I deal with ya
I ain't nothin' like a ex, I'm a real nigga, Spittin' game, I
thought I needed yall like Spalding but I ball
I can put this city on the map, but you put me in the back of the bus
But the wheels of the bus turned round
needed yall like Spalding but I ball
I can put this city on the map, but you put me in the back of the bus
But the wheels of the bus turned round and round
Day breaks away on a lazy Sunday
Sun falls behind Lone Star Road
Please take the wheel while I rest my eyes now
Distance voices scream Are his eyes
to your house
Yeah
I'll take the bus dear
Passing through those little towns
It may take me some extra time love
But these wheels won't let me down
Yeah
I
CAR SEX Lyrics:
By: Robbie Nova
Intro:
(Ohhhh ohhh)
Aye you better quit playing
A(ww Babe)
Aight now
(Ohhohhh)
While lets go
Verse:
Girl its
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