Lyrics:
everything is born again
Reach up for the sunrise
Put your hands into the big sky
You can touch the sunrise
Feel the new day enter your life
Reach up for
The breaking of hearts
The needs that bring us together
The needs that tear us apart
It's time to dance the big bang tango
Hold hands. Pull together
Get angry,
who sat there beside me
He had a strange look on his face
The big hands were calloused, he looked like a mountain
For a minute I thought I was dead
who sat there beside me
He had a strange look on his face
The big hands were calloused, he looked like a mountain
For a minute I thought I was dead
they say about a man with big hands
And my woman is my number-one fan, hot damn
I'm high price
Better have on a hot pair of Nikes
Better buy me
out a big hand and
Said with a grin "Big Joe's the name
And this here rig's called Phantom 309"
Well I asked him why he called his
Rig such a name,
Cause I got a ton of money.
I'll make you love me with my big strong hands,
So do your duty and act like a man,
I made it through on my knees,
cards 'n' hot tequila
French perfume, man, from Venezuela
When you're on a Tijuana Taxi ride!
Give those bulls a great big hand,
Love that mariachi
see him when he land
But I know he was doin' all right when they said, "It is okay
To give him a great big hand, he'll be in on the ship, they say he's
laughing bouncing on his daddy's knee
Then those great big hands reach down to tuck his little cowboy in
But there's nothing like the love between a woman
cards 'n' hot tequila
French perfume, man, from Venezuela
When you're on a Tijuana Taxi ride!
Give those bulls a great big hand,
Love that mariachi
beautiful
Calling moon and moon
Shoot that big bad hand
It'll drag me to your door
Now I won't see you no more
When this wild world is a big bad hand
we in the bedroom
You turn a good boy into a bad bitch
And I don't wanna ever go back
I'm higher, I'm wired on desire
Both hands, big man, I'm a fan
heard about it
Got them sitting patient
Open hands around me
Big plans
But still hidin on the Eastside
Fake friends
Still trying to fuck up my mind
Lots
daakye bɛyɛ big
Put your hands up
Today you dey sell ntos but you still dey dream big
Put your hands up
If you know sey tomorrow go be better than today
How about it? How about it? It takes a lot of people to make it possible
So give 'em a big hand. Everybody is working to try to make it nicer
[Johnny Cash]
Let's give a big hand, June Carter
Hele, Annita, Mother Maybel, The Carter Family
[Helen, Annita, Mother Maybel]
I keep a close watch
You're a whole lot a man
Just take a look
At your great big hands
You know you can crush
Poor me in two
But gentle, oh so gentle
Are the things
cards 'n' hot tequila
French perfume, man, from Venezuela
When you're on a Tijuana Taxi ride!
Give those bulls a great big hand,
Love that mariachi
the dutchie pon the left hand side
Pass the dutchie pon the left hand side
Pass the dutchie pon the left hand side
Pass the dutchie pon the left hand side
Big
a bitch, butterfly
Rose gold in that Autobon, I'm gettin' money in real time
That big hand on them dollar signs, I'm on west coast rich time
Get punched
If you slim fine with it
Put your hands on the floor
If you big fine with it
Put your hands on the floor
If you take care of your kids
Put your hands
It's Trump Daddy
His hands real big
It's Trump Daddy
His stacks real big
It's Trump Daddy
His cabinet real big
It's Trump Daddy
Everything real big
a goon head
A him one an' him gyal ina e room when e crank up
Last thing him hear a when e crank up (crank)
Big gun ina hand uh think mi ramp
Fuck round mi
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