Lyrics:
Oh
It says
Dear George, John, Ringo, Paul
Here's hoping that you'll please us all
A beauty song and swinging voice, we leave it up to you,
swinging)
(Hollywood swinging)
(Hollywood swinging)
Hollywood swinging
(Hollywood swinging)
(Hollywood swinging)
(Hollywood swing)
(Hollywood swinging
swinging)
(Hollywood swinging)
(Hollywood swinging)
Hollywood swinging
(Hollywood swinging)
(Hollywood swinging)
(Hollywood swing)
(Hollywood swinging
to the shore
It was in his blood and in his bones
Ignored by all the trendy boys in London and in Leeds
He might as well have been making toys or strings
on his banjo strings
He's the groovy swinging guy
With the rock and roll banjo band
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
He's the groovy swinging guy
With
the birds as they sail on the wind
Trying to figure out the reason why
Picturing wings held together with string
One day to fly
Someone said and i
on his banjo strings
He's the groovy swinging guy
With the rock and roll banjo band
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
He's the groovy swinging guy
With
that first marijuana tape
Guess I got a chronic case
And I ain't just blowin' smoke, 'less it's in your mama's face
I know this time Paul and Dre,
and light orchestra-styled
Entertainer with
A cascading strings musical signature
(5) Ethel Merman: 1908-1984 an
American actress, artist
And singer know for
Down in Louisiana where the bayou blows
Lives a little man called Pirogue Joe
He wears a red shirt and a pole cat cap
And when he walks his gum
the
Artist just gimme some lighter
All the girls dem that love
And respect Sean Paul, unuh scream out
Yeah! More fire, more fire
Say, "Gwan Sean Paul!" more
Swinging in the backyard
Pull up in your fast car whistling my name
Open up a beer
And you say, "Get over here," and play a video game
I'm in
to hold me down
To make me fret
Or make me frown
I had strings but now I'm free
There are no strings on me
Hi-o the merri-o
I'm as happy as can be
Now there's a man you'll hear about
Most anywhere you go
And his holdings are in Texas
And his name is Diamond Joe
And he carries all his money
Butterflies danced on invisible strings
Showing wings they borrowed from a rainbow
And a blackbird on high sang a praise to the sky
While a light
want to have fun talking about
Things that make you happy
Snappy happy happy snappy, that's me
Joe williams sang the blues tune
He talked about his
pull yu ova?
Sean Paul:
Ahh, officer bwoy,me ina rush
Officer:
Did I give yu the right to blow trough di stop light like that
Sean Paul:
Gee, me never
only niggas that helped
My money was thinner than Sean Paul's goatee hair
Now Jean Paul Gaultier cologne fill the air, here
They say he bougie, he
and wiped his nose
You know being dead wasn't no fun at all says Paul
He said now up in heaven they got harps on their knees
They got clouds and wings but
the doors swing out
While some pass in and others pass out
This story is told of a fool and his gold
Behind those swinging doors
Behind those swinging doors
Swinging in the backyard
Pull up in your fast car whistling my name
Open up a beer
And you say, "Get over here," and play a video game
I'm in
contrast so it's layers to my writin'
God fearin', but I'm Guy Fisher
Yeah, God hearin', but I'm gone fishin'
I'm an artist, drug dealer, foreign car keys
Three--Matthew: "His Use Of The Color Red" ---leads
us into the surreal world of a brilliant,
yet socially reclusive misfit,
Creole artist, Paul Thibodeaux.
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