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to jack-a-lynn. Coal-black cats in policeman's hats Nosing where the mice have been. And the long miaow's beginning now And I'm far, far from home ---
Yeah we broke a lot of hearts and we made a lot of dimes [Chorus:] Pump jack pump jack, pump a little more 'Cause daddy's cut it thin at the general
streets know game, can't ball, don't play Heavy traffic, one lane, everybody move Two words, Mos Def, Black Jack, hot shit Calm down, get back, ghetto
When I was a young man I played my guitar I played for the people in Black Jack's Bar They danced to the music and called me a star And I took in
addicted to Black Jack Ow ow-ow ow ow ow He is the black jack man He has the black jack blues He's the number one fan Ow ow ow whoo hoo He didn't
Jack it up, jack up, jack it up, jack up Jack it up, jack up, jack up, jack up Jack it up, jack up, jack it up, jack up Jack it up, jack up, jack up,
Black Jack Davey come a-ridin' on back A-whistlin' loud and merry Made the woods around him ring And he charmed the heart of a lady Charmed the heart
Black Jack Place your bets Black Jack Black Jack Place your bets Black Jack
streets know game, can't ball, don't play Heavy traffic, one lane, everybody move Two words, Mos Def, Black Jack, hot shit Calm down, get back, ghetto
Yeah, I got a reputation going round Ain't never been the kind to back down I've thrown a punch or two and gave a few black eyes But Jack Daniel's
From the tattoo on her left leg And the garter on her right She'd have the card to bring me down If she played it right She's got the jack, she's
to Jack-A-Lynn. Coal-black cats in policeman's hats nosing where the mice have been. And the long miaow's beginning now and I'm far, far from home and Jack
Buddy It's all Yackety Yack Whips out a little black pistol Shoots a bullet in Jack Oh yeah Jangling Jack Do Da Do Do Da Do How do you Do Da Do Jangling
you go Christmas night in Harlem (Jack) Black and tans feelin' mighty good In that old coloured neighbourhood Here and now be it understood
From the tattoo on her left leg And the garter on her right She'd have the card to bring me down If she played it right She's got the jack, she's
I been balling a shiny black steel jack-hammer Been chippin' up rocks for the great highway Live five years if I take my time Ballin' that jack
I been balling a shiny black steel jack-hammer Been chippin' up rocks for the great highway Live five years if I take my time Ballin' that jack
I been balling a shiny black steel jack-hammer Been chippin' up rocks for the great highway Live five years if I take my time Ballin' that jack
I was sittin' beside the road in Black Jack County. Not knowing that the Sheriff paid a bounty, For men like me that hadn't got a penny to their
are all singin' as they drag you by your feet But the hangman isn't hangin' and they put you on the street You go back, Jack, do it again, wheel
that look like you do Black Twitter, what's that? When Jack gets paid, do you? For every one Gucci, support two FUBU's Sippin' Crip-a-Cola Consumer
She's got everything she needs, she's an artist She don't look back She's got everything she needs, she's an artist She don't look back She can
She's got everything she needs, she's an artist She don't look back She's got everything she needs, she's an artist She don't look back She can
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