Lyrics:
Somethin' to brag about
Somethin' to brag about in you
(T.W.)
I'm a short-order cook
At an all night cafe
Down on 18th avenue and 12th street
I wear
a dirty gray
Static on the radio
We drop
We're dropping down
Shredding the clouds
The sky has many avenues and streets
But you have to know how
been down so low just to get me up by drinkin' anything I can find
But now when they say Jones what are you on I just smile and say, loveshine.
I found
Down by the river judge Simpson's walking around
Down by the river judge Simpson's walking around
Nothing shocks me more than that old clown
Some of you
a garden
Or on a crowded avenue
You are here and so am I
Maybe millions of people go by
But they all disappear from view
And I only have eyes for you
of the avenue
You gotta Ma-Ma-Ma Belle, or I will get you
You know you gotta Ma-Ma-Ma Belle, before I get you
There's one thing that's on my mind
4th Month, 5th Day
Started a prophecy
Young nigga was born, they scorn
Cuz they know they ain't stopping me
I'ma make it, no probably
That's fact, no
Can you tell me where I might find the Hydra?
Is he wearing a familiar face?
Does he still live below Seventh Avenue
With the princess dipped in
me again I'll tell you the same
Persuaded by one sexy dame
No I do not feel no shame
You are on the road
Can I get a little lovin' from you
Can
to an uncommon time
By the Waldorf Astoria at 49th and now
Out of the uptown flood
Your face appears somehow in a passing car
Wearing a tiny scar
This
now you'd swear I'd gone insane, babe
I'm just mourning you, cause what's a boy to do
Dancing down on 4th street
The place where you first kissed me
when you're passing by
And I know the reason why
You're much sweeter, goodness knows
You're my honeysuckle rose
I don't buy sugar
You just have
Guess that makes two, me and you
By the way, my name's Jones
Hey, I know a place, it's not far from here
That's my dented red Chevy out front
You
a garden
Or on a crowded avenue
You are here and so am I
Maybe millions of people go by
But they all disappear from view
And I only have eyes for you
a garden
Or on a crowded avenue
You are here and so am I
Maybe millions of people go by
But they all disappear from view
And I only have eyes for you
that's the way it is" with Alex Jones
Do you know why FEMA keeps coffins in their camps?
Because they plan their massacres well in advance
Do you know why
Underground I'm waiting
Just below the crowded avenue
Watchin' red lights fading out of view
Oh, the air feels heavy
Everything just passes by
Since you turned the tables on me
I've been steady and learnin' lonely
Keepin' this turntable spinnin'
Everything from Jones to Jennings
Slowly
take my hand down to
Ocean Avenue
Ocean Avenue
Ocean Avenue
We'll leave our worries by the shoreline
I'll stare at you cause baby you're mine
We'll
have eyes for you.
I don't know if we're in a garden
Or on a crowded avenue
You are here, so am I
Maybe millions of people go by
But they all
on the street and you look so tired
I know that job you got leaves you so uninspired
When I come by to take you out to eat
you're lyin' all dressed up
or strada
You can see 'em disappearin' two by two
On an evenin' in Roma
Do they take 'em for espresso, yeah, I guess so
On each lover's arm a girl, I
going
I don't know if we're being true, On Occasion Avenue
Mother, I dreamt of my last life
(You'll never find what you left behind)
Mother, I
Written by Redd Stewart and Ernest Tubb
(As performed by George Jones)
When the postman delivered the letter
Well, it filled her old heart full
.JPG/300px-2brothersonthe4thfloor_(cropped).JPG "2 Brothers on the 4th Floor")
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