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This leng ting gives nuttin' but pressure
See her in the dance, got her dressed in leather
You should've known better
Buss off corn, go juice
You idiots in your leather jackets and glasses
You know I can still kick all your asses
Harry, I had a thought, if I dust the old axe off
Maybe we
Minor chords and major arcana
Little leather jacket and a black bandanna
Kicking over trashcans and telling jokes in Atlanta
When I got the fever,
Minor chords and major arcana
Little leather jacket and a black bandanna
Kicking over trashcans and telling jokes in Atlanta
When I got the fever,
My life is a rummage sale with a good disguise
I've got a blue collar heart and a white collar mind
I've got new jeans and old leather boots
I've
the night
Whoa
Brave hearts beat to the jungle's city rhythm
Jungle calling for me
The heat is off, your skin is tense
The spark of leather clouds your
dense as my back sticks to the leather
Pull up and stall, I keep my beer in the cellar
The year was good and all in all I'm alright
Forget her
It's
at the courthouse
White lightning's still the biggest thrill of all
Leather boots are still in style for manly footwear
Beads and Roman sandals won't be seen
Paint a new Picasso like me?
I Don’t see it.
I Don’t pree it. This tunnel vision relax me.
Black leather mahogany in the back seat
Partition. They look
you're broken hearted
Oh, girl, I know you know it
I gotta go, I gotta go, I gotta go
I'm in my boxers
I'm in my leather boots
My feet are beating
in the evening
Drip drying, leather sleeving
I was warmer when the nights were younger
Don't you ever think about, think about, think about it
yeah the top comes down
And wheels are chrome, it's got leather seats
And it sure feels good, you're sitting next to me
So come a little closer put
crazy
Roy is absolutely tasty
Leather coat, Keanu Reeves
His eyes so dark (his eyes so deep)
(His eyes so deep)
(His eyes so deep)
(Gimme, gimme
you gonna need some leather cause I change the weather
Matter what they rather we rock in here do the Bcrime sign in the air gyeah
Roll the joint take
Fuck you in the trap, go crazy
Leather look cream like pastry
Killers still hiding their faces
They still got Goddy on basic
And I still spend twenty
Gripping
Reaching for something, you're holding me down, we're
Slipping
Holding the leather, then switching to Heaven
Heaven
Straight to the top, only
Yeah
Frequent flyer, miles got my demons playin' catch-up
Only nigga in first class, du-rag matchin' my leather
Pride matchin' my get-up
ACW my
leather boots were made for walkin'
And to kick the hell out of your face
You say I gotta wait for your loving
'Cause we gotta get outta this place
We
the bopshebop
Looks like you never gonna stop
His perfume stinks and he's wearing cheap leather
Shit stain wannabe pull your shit together
With my boot up your
always having fun in all kinds of weather
You and I like cattle on the run in serious leather
You and I are stone cold dreamers so we don't give up
you're cute
The truth is that your skin resembles a beat up old leather boot
And I kiss you with open eyes, it looks like I'm pashing a newt
And believe
leather and fancy shoes
Pain surging through you in delivery rooms
There's pain in hoping that your love will be true
What can you do?
The more you gain
to yellow in a brown leather frame
Well the sun now it shines on the green fields of France
There's a warm summer breeze it makes the red poppies dance
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Junk food forever
Late nights together
Jackets in leather
I can't forget ya'
Have I changed
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