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silver toed high heeled boots and a big old horseshoe diamond ring
Hung his big white Stetson hat on the rack by the pinball machine
He walked up
you've got me hangin' on by a thread of them blue jeans
Baby, now I'm wondering where it all went wrong
Now I'm hanging on to some Jack and some Jim Beam
took me by the heart when she took me by the hand.
Crime of passion.
A beautiful woman and a desperate man.
Well I thought the thing
she said
Take me by the hand
And love me through
Take me like I am
Take me by the hand
And love me through
Wake me by the sand
You take me to,
by
Wave bye on the low stole the show
What it do brand new deja vu me and you maybe boo
What it do?
You are my fire you take me higher
by
Wave bye on the low stole the show
What it do brand new deja vu me and you maybe boo
What it do?
You are my fire you take me higher
by
Wave bye on the low stole the show
What it do brand new deja vu me and you maybe boo
What it do?
You are my fire you take me higher
by
Wave bye on the low stole the show
What it do brand new deja vu me and you maybe boo
What it do?
You are my fire you take me higher
worries
'Cause I ain't in no hurry at all
I'd like to hear some funky Dixieland
Pretty mama come and take me by the hand
By the hand, take me by
By any means necessary
Couple million buried in the cemetery
Beamer, Benz or Bentley, jealous niggas envy
Got me grippin' heavy 'case a nigga
really shouldn't have to sign paper to dominate the
Game y'all praise on hand and knee, just waited till it came to me
I just kept it real with y'all,
nicht?
Oh
Well let me tell you ( Hicks )
a little about it about the City of New York ( Hicks )
Sing:
The big bad City
It’s nitty an’ a gritty
It takes
Ibu'rugo Boss Ehn
It's Jamin pon this
Your love got me in my feelings
You got me super happy, got my hands up in the ceiling
This your love, e too
gotta hold on
Take my hand, I'm standing right here, you gotta hold on
Down by the Riverside motel
It's ten below and falling
By a ninety-nine cent
A chef's hat on his head and a knife in his hand
He grabbed me by the collar and began to shout
You better eat up all your beans, boy and clear right
A chef's hat on his head and a knife in his hand
He grabbed me by the collar and began to shout
You better eat up all your beans, boy and clear right
blush
Then I went to Jim Beam, that's when my face grayed
Went to gym in eighth grade, raped the women's swim team
Don't take me for a joke I'm no
surrounded by his books
A serious, lonely and sad old man whose youth has passed him by
And Jim and Will conspire
To ride the carousel
Could set their souls
Aynsley Dunbar (drums)
Jim Pons (bass, vocals, dialog)
Bob Harris (keyboards, vocals)
Don Preston (mini-moog)
You are... you gotta tell me something... I
But I'm a take it step by step
Just do your do your best
Put your own will to the test
Go to Jesus for that rest
Guaranteed that He gonna bless
They
will not show us the Grail, we shall take your
castle by force!
GUARD: You don't frighten us, English pig-dogs! Go and boil your
bottoms, sons
me, boy you delusional
I beat the pussy up like Omni-Man up on Invincible
These goons still using guns, we turned it chemical
Don't need no felix for
the town
Call Fix it Felix cause I’m bout to Wreck it Ralph
Just parked in the South they tryna kill me like Kenny
Like every other rapper I’m all about
right-brained, out of sorts twins
To this day we take steps with importance
Him rocking my Tims. Me wearing his Jordans
During adolescence, computers were my
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