Lyrics:
to their side (fuck with us)
See the table and the chair
Have come to take the air (y'all, say it y'all)
But in going down an alley
To a castle in
Unlike most of the songs nowadays that have been written up in Tin Pan Alley
That's where most of the folk songs come from nowadays
This, this is
ran through a (alley)
I bumped into this smoker named (Sally) from the (Valley)
This was a girl playin' hard to get
So I said, "What's wrong?" 'cause
ran through a (alley)
I bumped into this smoker named (Sally) from the (Valley)
This was a girl playin' hard to get
So I said, "What's wrong?" 'cause
Now that my role model is gone, gone?"
He ducked back down the alley
With some roly-poly little bat-faced girl
All along, along
There were incidents
you give to him
Blow the trumpets and beat on the drum
Big time here we come
No more cheap hotels and one night stands
We'll knock tin pan alley flat
mean
We started in the alley, now we chill in Cali
And I won't trade my Adidas for no beat up Bally's
My Adidas
Woo
Tired of slippin' and a-slidin' with Long Tall Sally
A-Peekin' and a-hidin', duckin' back down in the alley
I don't wanna rip it up, don't
person starve, I heard many people laughin'
Heard the song of a poet who died in the gutter
Heard the sound of a clown who cried in the alley
And it's
and I pulled down my pants
They threw me in the alley, when up comes this girl from France
Who invited me to her house, I went, but she had a friend
faces I've never seen but yeah,
That's totally my alley of California vibes, you know?
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Familiar faces I've never seen
Billion dollar baby
Rubber little lady, slicker than a weasel
Grimy as an alley, loves me like no other lover
Billion dollar baby
Rotten little
Adventure seeker on an empty street
Just an alley creeper, light on his feet
A young fighter screaming, with no time for doubt
With the pain
the children of the Korn (stop fucking with me)
Dropping smoke in the alley, making noise with the double pump (uh)
Bring your boys to the party we can
favorite if you could
From the White House to the alleys
From the President down to Long Tall Sally
Can't live with it but you'll die without it yes you
"I want you to park in the alley
Ah ah, not that, that one over there
And cool it behind that liquor store
And keep a sharp lookout at all times
the double
Got thangs by the double
Do everything but cuddle
Might buy a bowling alley, I got money out the gutter
Fully automatic, and it don't don't
can't bring me back, you can't bring me back
'Cause I gave it all back to you
Through sacred alleys, the living wrecks
Wreak their havoc upon this
"I want you to park in the alley
Ah ah, not that, that one over there
And cool it behind that liquor store
And keep a sharp lookout at all times
Tall Sally
He saw Aunt Mary coming and he ducked back in the alley
Oh baby
Yeah, yeah, yeah, oh baby
Yeah, yeah, yeah, oh baby
We're havin' some
of a deep, dark hole
Driven day and night in circles
Spinning like a whirlwind of leaves
Stealing in and out back alleys
Driven to another den
spreads your lies
But you can't pull strings if your hands are tied
Well your teeth are clean but your mind is capped
You leave your smell like an alley
time
I got jumped coming home last night
Shadow in the alley turned out all my lights
Round and round and round and round
Don't take much to get me
Til you bring your groovy self on home to me
Don't take up with no alley cats
They really don't know where it's at
Don't fall or trip on things
Stay
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