Lyrics:
life
What would you be doin' back in those days?
We'd be turnin' up the stereo
And play it everywhere we'd go
And so did everyone we'd know in
Never been talker just ride and spray
If you see with my bros better move away
If you heard about my name then you know I dont play
Up all night
The summer I watched the tube
I saw enough
Taught myself to play guitar
Tearing it up
And my advice on those two things
That I picked up
You better
, I play and cover up, just I will be a bad guy
And I say and cover up ,play and cover up
Just I will be a bad guy
Sit on the sofa, beer in my right
makes your body move
It sounds so good to me, reminds me of you
And when the record plays a melody, love fills up the room
It sounds so good to me,
wishing my days away
No way
And if it's the price I pay
Some say
Tomorrow's another day
You stay
I may as well play
Giant steps are what you take
On the road to Mandalay where the flyin´ fishes play
And the dawn comes up like thunder...
said shorty let me play up in them matchbox
And she's on fire,
Shorty let a nigga rub this stick cause this a matchbox,
She's steaming, she's screaming,
play
Make up, break up, everything is shake up
Guess it had to be that way
Sebastian and Zal formed the Spoonful
Michelle, John, and Denny gettin'
Dear Prudence, won't you come out to play
Dear Prudence, greet the brand new day
The sun is up, the sky is blue
It's beautiful and so are you
could grow a beard
Then I could cover up my spots
Not play connect the dots
I just want to disappear
Up, up, up
Can only go up from here
Up, up
SOMETHING YOU'D ENJOY
AS MUCH AS TV
ALL THE SAME, I PLAY THE GAME,
UP AND DOWN OLD MEMORY LANE,
WRACK MY BRAIN, (wrack my brain)
TILL MY HEAD IS FILLED WITH
I hope Gabriel Likes My Music
When I meet him way up there
If I play to sweethearts and lonely
Oh-spel-dah-doo-di
I hope Gabriel likes my
bitch
And it's like that
Only in LA, Only in LA
Where the gangsters play
Where the gangsters play catching up on fame
Summertime in, West Coast ride
say
Pressure from the boys to give it away
Suck it up, suck it up
Don't treat me that way, way
My heart is gonna tell me when it's time to play
jailbait
Play the foolin', play the pawn
Wake up baby I'm out the door, jailbait
I'm believin', someone talkin'
Can't let go, got the hold, oh jailbait
want them back shots
I said shorty let me play up in them matchbox
And she's on fire,
Shorty let a n**** rub this stick cause this a matchbox,
She's
your hat up
Shout a few hoorays
Cause you can't hold back
You're a jumpin' jack
When the sweet potato piper plays
Though it's not a magic flute
an ambition
Top your dreaming and your idle wishing
You're outside and there ain't no admission
To our play
Pack up your ambition in your old kit bag
Soon
Violet lifts up her skirt
She plays in the dirt
She plays in the dirt
She holds in your eye
She holds in your arms
She digs in the hole
to turn it up and play it loud
As long as there's a bar room
With a corner stage and a honky-tonk crowd
I've played every beer joint tavern
From New
when the Adolescents play
Wake up not knowing what I did last night
Finding out and thinking that was cool, not sad
I might be an adult but I'm
dance dance now the beat's really hot)
Dance (dance) dance (dance) dance (dance) yeah
Oh
At a weekend dance we like to show up late
I play it cool
cause they play up in
A league full of bitches like Juwan Mann
And ill beat em till the candy come out and call em pinata man
Act tough die close
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