Lyrics:
I'm sittin' in a bar tippling a jar in Jackson
And on the street the summer sun it shines
There's many a bar room queen I've had in Jackson
But I
This is Vincent Price, Michael Jackson is the thriller
Can you dig it!
Ha ha hahahahahaha
We got married in a fever, hotter than a pepper sprout
We've been talkin' 'bout Jackson, ever since the fire went out
I'm goin' to Jackson, I'm
and gentlemen
Aretha Franklin singing "Runnin'
Out of Fools"
You know it's been said that in many ways
Aretha is compared to the
Great Mahalia Jackson
For
We got married in a fever, hotter than a pepper sprout
We've been talkin' 'bout Jackson, ever since the fire went out
I'm goin' to Jackson, I'm
'bout to slide, ayy
Can't let this one slide, ayy
Don't you wanna dance with me? No?
I could dance like Michael Jackson
I could give you thug
We got married in a fever hotter than a pepper sprout
We been talkin' 'bout Jackson
Ever since the fire went out
I'm goin' to Jackson, I'm gonna
like watch you talk
I'm talking with my mouth
We got married in a fever, hotter than a pepper sprout,
We've been talkin' 'bout Jackson, ever since
We got married in a fever hotter than a pepper sprout
We been talkin' 'bout Jackson
Ever since the fire went out
I'm goin' to Jackson, I'm gonna
(Climbing out back the door, didn't leave a mark)
(No one knows it's you Miss Jackson)
(Found another victim)
(But no one's ever gonna find Miss
Antsy 'cause I'm high like Michael Jackson penny loafers
Moonwalkin' on the sun, barefoot, with shades on
Bitch pussy smell like a penguin
Wouldn't hit
JACKSON
WITH PAMELA ROSE GADD
(Billy Ed Wheeler - Gaby Rogers)
« © '65 Quartet Music »
We got married in a fever hotter than a pepper sprout
much better
Than the rest of them
Out of all the others
You were the honest man
He loved guns and roses
Guns and roses
He loved guns and roses
Tonight at night we get married my friends all say it's a shame and disgrace
And he's loved every woman in Jackson oh but Jackson ain't a very big
me anywhere
My poor worried heart was almost certain
That this love affair would never be
Then I sent a dozen yellow roses and
From that moment,
Tonight at nine we get married friends all say it's a shame and disgrace
That he's loved every woman in Jackson but Jackson ain't a very big place
We got married in a fever, hotter than a pepper sprout,
We've been talkin' 'bout Jackson, ever since the fire went out.
I'm goin' to Jackson, I'm
We got married in a fever hotter than a pepper sprout
We've been talkin' bout Jackson ever since the fire went out
I'm goin' to Jackson gonna mess
We got married in a fever
Hotter than a pepper sprout
We've been talkin' 'bout Jackson
Ever since the fire went out
I'm goin' to Jackson
I'm
City of angels, city of stars
She shine brightest stone on that boulevard
She introduced me to Jackson Brown
Convertible rode me all over that
Morning fields of amber gray
Weathered faces lined in pain
Are soothed beneath the artist's loving hand
Now I understand
What you tried to say to me
Where do we go? Michael
Look out here I come
Michael Jackson look what you've done
Michael Jackson
Tina Turner
Michael Jackson look
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