Lyrics:
and sing.
Big city girl just pass on by,
got no time for me.
Lord, I said lord I'm workin' man,
workin' on the blues.
Lord I'm workin' man,
workin
don't like me fuck you and the building, you (work in)
If you see us in the club with Cîroc by the tub
We ain't have fun, nigga we (workin')
In the DJ
bone against steel
With casino lights up a shimmering
We made that Vegas stop
And we laughed away our blues
Now here's the good news
Rufus
See the mystery
Broken history
Reformatted by the demon leaking speech
I ain't fuck
Neo-papacy
All yo' nazi shit is level puppetry
Workin' all day no
not come in on Monday nights
You're in for a real treat, ladies and gentlemen
Give it to Mr. Hall
Rip out my soul from the depths of my flesh
If I were a guitar,
I'd like to be played by BB King
If I were a little dog,
Rufus Thomas could walk me
Oh, but I'm a man,
Who needs to be
Tryin' to lose those awkward teenage blues
Workin' on our night moves
(Summertime) don't you remember?
Sweet summertime, summertime, summertime
neither one cared
We were getting our share
Workin' on our night moves
Trying to lose the awkward teenage blues
Workin' on out night moves
And it was
If I were a guitar
I'd like to be played by BB king
If I were a little dog
Rufus Thomas could walk me
Oh, but I'm a man
Who needs to be loved, baby
a Spotify nobody vibes to
I'm not another person you can lie to
I'll be the greatest as long as the sky's blue
Liar, come on, Thomas, keep it real
You're
neither one cared
We were getting our share
Practicing on our night moves
Trying to lose the awkward teenage blues
Workin' on out night moves
Oh I
neither one cared
We were getting our share
Workin' on our night moves
Trying to lose the awkward teenage blues
Workin' on out night moves
In
cared
We were gettin' our share
Workin' on our night moves
Tryin' to lose the awkward teenage blues
Workin' on our night moves
Mmm, and it was summertime
night never lasts
My sleepy head fell through the cracks
I dreamed the world ends soon
It chased me to the big blue moon
I'm not ready to live not ready
But neither one cared
We were gettin' our share
Workin' on our night moves
Tryin' to lose the awkward teenage blues
Workin' on our night moves
gettin our share
workin on our night moves
tryin to lose the awkward teenage blues
workin on our night moves
mmm and it was summertime
mmm sweet summertime
cowboy boots
I owe it all to my blue collar roots
I feel like I'm workin' overtime on a runaway train
I've got to bust loose from this ball and chain
Yeah
I’m deadly
Like a Mac truck
Hitting the back of
A black Chevy
Yeah
I’m deadly
The machete
In the hands of Thomas Vercetti
Yeah I’m deadly
[Intro]
1, 2, 3, 4 bust it
Come on, come on
Juvenile, Wacko, Skip
[Hook]
Where that Melph at
Where the Yo at
Where that Thomas at
Where VL
[Intro]
1, 2, 3, 4 bust it
Come on, come on
Juvenile, Wacko, Skip
[Hook]
Where that Melph at
Where the Yo at
Where that Thomas at
Where VL
escaped my mind
And I just grew
Tangled up in blue
She was workin' in a topless place
And I stopped in for a beer
I just kept lookin' at the side
by and lose in tone, keen, unquantized, j dilla'd
as valvedrum, screw'd, dj'd, trade blue mud in whorl
gone blue, all gone off in all this infinite
escaped my mind
And I just grew
Tangled up in blue
She was workin' in a topless place
And I stopped in for a beer
I just kept lookin' at the side
Thomas way.
I know how it feels to have some sand in my shoes.
cnd finally escaped from all these civilized blues
No cul-de-sacs, no broken back,
It's
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