Lyrics:
little thing that we are wearing
When a certain gentleman arrived from Rome
She wore the dress and I stayed home
All kinds of weather
We stick
generations off the boat.
I have harvested and i have planted.
I am wearing my Father's old coat.
from your door
And my life's too bluer never to wearing more
Rollin' in my sweet baby's arms...
[ banjo ]
Rollin' in my sweet baby's arms...
while
I'll be wearing nothin'
But a tattoo and a smile
Ain't no use in tryin'
To slow me down
'Cause you're runnin'
With the fastest girl in town
on the ground
I'm taking a ride with my best friend
I hope he never lets me down again
Promises me I'm as safe as houses
As long as I remember who's wearing
deserved, huh
And you don't rock like them, I can see it in your eyes
If you ain't good for me, then you're wearing a disguise
'Cause tonight, you're
heeled shoes
And wearing my old hat
My four year old said, "I want to divorce"
Now where did she hear that?
Kids say the darndest things
Have you
to her sexy long legs
My baby is American Made
She looks good in her tight blue jeans
She bought in Mexico
And she loves wearing French perfume
He's a great big bundle of joy
He pops a boogie woogie rag
The Chattanoogie shoe-shine boy
Then I'll tell you one thing
If you're wearing a pair
a hearing aid (what?)
Still wearing Hanes T-shirts, I done bodied some features with legendary names (yeah)
Was there when Dre turned The Chronic
And wise and ambitious
And angry and free
And smart and available
And sexy
And soft and appealing
And wearing pajamas
And twisted and willing
dying, slow, letting go of life
Medicine man lead me up though town, Indian ground, so far down
Cut up land, each house, a pool, kids wearing water
than our clothes
Something in our skies
Something in our skies
Something in our blood
Something in our skies
Paddy
Paddy?
Who's been wearing
One night I was dancing with a lady in black
Wearing black silk gloves and a black silk hat
She looked at me longing with black velvet eyes
She gazed
and wearing nylons too
'Cause we bad, we nationwide
Yeah we bad, we nationwide
Well I was movin' down the road in my V-8 Ford
I had a shine on my boots, I
com'a funeral
Make your friend come claim say
You are the genie
Now we know the truth
Yes we do
Find you wearing the boot
Of taking people's
the door?
Fuck me, my feet are sore
I'm wearing last night's dress and I look like a hot ass mess
Although my hair looks good 'cause I haven't slept yet
What's the matter with the clothes I'm wearing?
"Can't you tell that your tie's too wide? "
Maybe I should buy some old tab collars?
"Welcome back
beep, put the hurt on me
Yeah, I'm wearing jeans, but he put the skirt on me
Rode him to sleep, then I put his shirt on me
Pussy clean, these niggas
com'a funeral
Make your friend come claim say
You are the genie
Now we know the truth
Yes we do
Find you wearing the boot
Of taking people's
It might seem crazy, wearing stripes and plaid
I Instagram every meal I've had
All my used liquor bottles are on display
We can go to see a show but
Oh she may be weary
Them young girls they do get wearied
Wearing that same old miniskirt dress
But when she gets weary
You try a little
Ain't you happy that we're all together
At the ball in nature's countryside
And although we're wearing different faces
Nobody wants to hide
Love is
hair
And taste your air
What perfume are you wearing
Oh, oh the smell
Jezzebel don't know you well
But I'd like to
Let me let you know that I'm
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