Lyrics:
Mark volman (vocals)
Howard kaylan (vocals)
Ian underwood (keyboards, woodwinds)
Aynsley dunbar (drums)
George duke (keyboards, trombone)
Martin
Aheh you don't wanna be
Involved in this one, huh?
This here, this is
This is gonna be a blues number but, first
I wanna do a little bit
concrete eyeballs peeled
Surrounded by millions of people
That I hope I never have to meet
Searching for a sweet lady woman
To share a little body heat
(BRAAH BRAAH) I'm HERCULES MULLIGAN, with George to George delivery
With the Sons of Liberty, slippery, hiding besides the livery (Yeah! Totally!)
Ladies and gentlemen
May I have your attention, please?
Are your nostrils a-quivering, tingling
As well at that delicate, luscious ambrosial
Oh, I can see by the way you walk
You're a lady that won't come easy
Oh, but let me tell you something
What it takes to please you
Try, try, try
Won't you stand, won't you stand, won't you stand by me
I just need a little more time, I just need a little more time with you
Promise that you'll
command"?
"Carterhaugh it is my own
My father gave it to me
I'll come and go by Carterhaugh
And ask no leave of thee"
Jenny has tucked up her skirt
A little
Alone in the world was poor little Anne
As sweet a young child as you'd find
Her parents had gone to their final reward
Leavin' their baby behind
Alone in the world was poor little Anne
As sweet a young child as you'd find
Her parents had gone to their final reward
Leavin' their baby behind
remember these sweet words, "'till death do us part"
I married many men, a ton of them
Because I was untrue to none of them
Because I bumped off every
Sittin' by the fire...
Radio just played a little classical music for you kids,
The march of the wooden soldiers
And you can hear Jack say
Sweet Jane,
goin you ain't knowin' how much money you spent
But in the real world you surrounded by these ladies and gents
Who hang around you cause you be buyin'
till we're all alone" whispering sweet little somethings
Damn like that,
Pecks on the neck but you want to bite mines back mmm,
Knowing I'm going to rush
Pretty baby
You got me going crazy
Your such a sexy lady
Uh hu
Your every little thing I want girl on the outside
I hope that your the same girl, the same
remember these sweet words, "`till death do us part"
I married many men, a ton of them
Because I was untrue to none of them
Because I bumped off every
Jackie J. in the house!
Act like a lady
Think like a boss
Don't be fooled by my
Watermelon lipgloss
Act like a lady,
Think like a boss.
Come and get
of
Forty-Second Street
Little nifties from the fifties
Innocent and sweet
Sexy ladies from the eighties
Who are indiscreet
Side by side, they're glorified
Where
medication
Victory is sweet so I let my lady taste it
Victory is sweet so I had to go and take it
By myself, I can run it up
I'm God chose, this a 2v1
Ready,
I had girls and I had women
But I never had a lady before
I been high and I been flying
But i never been this crazy before
Saying sweet things
a picture show
Those were different times
And the poets studied rules of verse
And all the ladies rolled their eyes
Sweet Jane sweet Jane
Sweet Jane
Now,
jukebox come on let's dance
little cloud over little rock gonna blow by fast
little cloud over little rock
little cloud over little rock
little cloud
And she looked so fine, she was sweet and kind
She let me get to know her a while
Ooohh, for a little while
Back when the milk train used to rumble my
Pen so sharp told stories you thought I forged it
Back in the fourth grade, never read Curious George
My nigga Corey kept a little 40 inside his North
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