Lyrics:
moon come rising' over Mockingbird Hill
She could tell that he was waiting' by the sound of his rumbling' pipes
his truck was parked sideways cross
to see
Santa's going to be there Christmas eve
Santa wants to take you for a ride
Going to leave the reindeer parked outside
So get your chimney ready
Said to meet you nine o'clock at your house
Read your text, said 9:30 and you're still out
Can't believe I'm still parked here waiting at your
the woods
Sit back and relax with the fumes of
Everything I hate in the world
Play Mozart, smoke my cigar on-
My estate, keep the cars parked on the front
your front yard's full of parked cars and they can hear clear to town
It might seem a little rowdy, but that's our kinda crowd
And there ain't no law
high
You and me, wild and free
Way out in the woods parked under the pines
Love in the back of the truck with the tailgate down
Just us
curled and tangled up
Trace circles made by coffee cups
Left on the table top
And your shoes are still parked at the door
And your hair still in
just hit my cellular
Hopped in the go cart, the yard is dark, I'm bugging
Few feet from the guest house, is where I parked
Hope she's OK, is what I say
to fuck tradition up
So I parked in a tow-away zone, chrome
I don't care that car a throwaway homes
Welcome to Harlem
Where you welcome to problems
to get you one just wait and see
I recall the year Ray Price came through town
His tour bus parked about a mile from here
I sat there in the backseat
And music, the bass boomin', oh, it's from the car parked in the street
Got that new song on repeat, oh, oh
(I'd, I'd) like to put my fingers on you
(I'd,
Holding hands
And being there for the leaving
It's a line of cars
Parked on a hill
Family and friends
Perfectly still
A prayer and a song
As they
A truck parked this morning, outside the grocery store
Friends face the future, they're wearing summer clothes
Great cosmic forces, like falling
And music, the bass boomin', oh, it's from the car parked in the street
Got that new song on repeat, oh, oh
(I'd, I'd) like to put my fingers on you
(I'd,
day
Mercedes parked out front, chillin' with a hat cocked to the left
In the ride with the glock cocked smokin' a blunt
300Z with the Lamborghini do's
getting steamy in the car parked in the drive
Was I too young to see this with my eyes?
By the pool last night, apparently
The chemicals weren't mixed
ark
The most prestigious couple
Just kickin' back parked
Against a perfectly blue sky
On a morning beatific
In its Indian summer breeze
(don't stop)
Angels keep cryin' for me (don't stop)
Baby, I'm parked outside your door
Remember makin' love, makin' love, we were makin' love in
you wouldn't regret all the time you'd wasted
Came to your party, ate all the d'heuvres, cuz we're a bad trip
we dented your parked car when we drove
Post-punk X-Man parked his fork-lift
Like a billion stars flickering from the grinder's wheel
Lower hybrid clad in metal
In subgroup tools
You came a long way from St. Louis, you climbed the ladder of success,
I've seen the town and country cars that were parked out in front of your
should of never parked my car in front of the club damn
Ring the alarm (oh oh)
Your woman has just been sighted
Ring the alarm
How'd she get in if
we'd be making up in no time
But I'm parked out here on her street
Looks like the joke's on me
Sitting here, I can't believe what I just saw
Couple
Damn, nigga, damn
Groovy ass, no face killa that love to smile
They wonder how I mind my business and still around
I got a half a ticket, parked out
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