Lyrics:
Yo, check this out
Would you hug me on a crowded street?
Could you keep your cool if I washed your feet?
You soul a bath
What if I gave it? Your
one else can see
I'm tired of dancing here all by myself
Tonight, I wanna dance with someone else
Get into the groove
Boy, you've got to prove
different
Do whatever for bread boo when you started trickin'
For real though {"You're no good I have to cut you loooooose"}
How you could thug me?
If I
chick I got two different foreigns
Always stay strapped with a glock, Jim Gordon
Don’t hit my phone if it’s not important
I’m Goated, you swing me
propellin'
Let my word be your Earth and moon, you consume every message
As I lead this army, make room for mistakes and depression
And if you riding with
(I have called you by name)
(Guitar rattle)
When I think about driving with you on the backroads
On a nice purdy day
When I think bout driving
Hello, thank you for calling 1-800-GIRL
If you are looking to make contact with a girl, press 1
If you are looking for information regarding further
When we come together, girl we could move mountains
Buy a house in the hills with the blue fountains
I'm hypnotized by the shape of you and how like
like you now hey Trey, I say gay
Don't be a boomer Ruegger
Slim Shady, look I could do it too dad
I'm offensive
Are you down with me now or are you
the reason,
For the things I can't explain.
Then perhaps I'd deserve you,
And be even worthy of you,
If I only had a brain.
I could dance and by merry,
wealth, and even with good words
But if you turn away, then I fear for you the torment of a great day
To Allah is your return, and He is able to do all
on poor natives
I've come to believe with some degree of certainty
This place locks hearts away as well as the chains you see
But I am stilled by scripture
til I'm 80
Tell ya mans quit flirtin
With my lady
Ain't no chance a Trump
Gon phase me
You Tim Couch
And I'm Tom Brady
Oh he bold ain't he
Ya god
You can let everyone die
The only thing immortal in
This world is money
Why would I want to be equal with anyone?
You think you're not equal while
day, another cliche"
These tears that I cry
Could we go back in time?
Won't know if we never try
You know
It might not be the easiest to move on
But
Only get one life so you gotta live it up
(Hey!) If you in the things I'm in
Shorty we can be friends, shorty we can be friends
Right now, I wanna see
the dance will go on
If you only shut up
I'll be able to think
And find out the problem with me
But the answer is frightening
So I'll just leave it be
Leave
I got everything that a dude could want
House in the hills made by Louis Vuitton
But when I dance in the spot
All the ladies cut
‘Cause it
with me if you
Know what I’m talking about
Hall of Fame
Even though I'll walk in the church and
Burst in a ball of flames
Only Hall of Fame I'll be
the opps 'til the end
I'm heading outside, you know
I could never be a Jim, I been around from them
I swear outside
I come a long from a push back
don't bore me
I already won if you just
Dance with me
Get out your mind
Gimme some rhymes
Get up and dance with me
Everybody wanna hit it and quit it
Aynsley Dunbar (drums)
Jim Pons (bass, vocals, dialog)
Bob Harris (keyboards, vocals)
Don Preston (mini-moog)
You are... you gotta tell me something... I
paint the town
Ooh, you're good
These are my dancin' shoes
We paint the town
Ooh, you're good
Thought I would dance with you
Might get loud (ayy)
me feel alright
Every night
We'll watch some old school movies
Lay with you by my side
We could
Slow dance all around
Your bed room to
Like the
80's
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