Lyrics:
I knew a man Bojangles and he danced for you
In worn out shoes
Silver hair, a ragged shirt and baggy pants
He would do the old soft shoe
He jumped so
I'm the man
Comin' 'round with the shit gettin' locked in the bed (get locked)
Lost in the woods, burn it down to the ground
No shirt, hair down,
the pressure gets too intense, burn some incense
Stop and take a deep breath, release it
Holdin' it back like a slingshot, ayy
Holdin' it back like hair
sorry i want you to think I'm smart
Chrome hair dye and a jungle print t-shirt
Orange hair slicked back 2x4s in the dirt
Red jeep look at me i can't
that
Black, Black, Black
Black shoes
Black shirt
Black hair; don't care
I need black rings
Inside, matte black leather seats
Love my black skin I'm in
your hair done
It's tied in a swirl, a swirl
You left your lipstick on my shirt
New hair and a new skirt
Loving on you like dessert
After tonight we
Damn, I can't believe I keep doing this to myself
But it's so good
Still got on my shirt
My hair's all out of place (last night we made love)
He wears his hair slicked back he wears his hair slicked back no shirt leather britches dark locs all black cigarette hangs from his lips.
He’s my
combed over hair
Wear a boober shirt work at Hooters in your underwear look like Mr. Hooper I don't care
I was nice to you originally what I'm doin is
He used to handle snakes in Church
Perfect hair and a starched white shirt
Now he's got a hold of something
He can't drop like a copperhead
There's
no way
Till I laid my eyes on you and that all changed
Yeah stress me out pull my hair then rip my shirt
Beat me down into the mattress till my skin
My face was frozen on the screen
And you started laughing
Put a cone through your hair
And a clean shirt on
There's people comin' 'round here soon
getting her hair done for me, G (oh, nah)
It looked good when she came over the other day
Sucking on my dick, all I could see was her hair anyway
getting her hair done for me, G (oh, nah)
It looked good when she came over the other day
Sucking on my dick, all I could see was her hair anyway
a minute more, that's all I asked.
I want to picture you, looking just like that.
T-Shirt and hair down, no makeup on.
Girl I'm constantly amazed,
How
of boys
Lots of smells and lots of noise
Playing football in the park
Kicking pushbikes after dark
Baggy trousers, dirty shirt
Pulling hair and eating
and
Darkness wins the day
A soul is torn away
A soul is torn away
A crumpled shirt a hank of hair
A shoe print made of blood
Phone ripped out, the shades
are
Be honest
Oh god it's true
I don't miss you anymore
Killin time trace the cracks on my floor
Cut my hair, throw out my shirts you wore
Blow it
was a green light
Had to cut them hoes off, it didn't seem right
I've been tryna stack up, get my team right
My hair clean, my shirt clean and my
money for steak or cheese in our Schnitzels
What's that called, I think cordon bleu we roll corduroy pants en gelled up hair
Stone cold shirts and orange
There's a big empty space
In this tiny bed
A stash of love notes hidden
And waiting to be read
My busy city waits
Curling in your hair
Ronnie gettin' money, but he don't do it the hot way
Mya comin' 'round the corner lookin' crazy
Air one's dirty, shirts, shoes, Old Navy
Hair nappy,
celebrities
Make myself throw up
But it's all right cause one day
I know I'll be fine like everyone else
Music played to advertise
Logo shirts and hair
Do you think I look better
with my hair up and my shirt all twisted?
Do I come off as cleaner
when I complement you though I don’t even mean it?
Do
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