Lyrics:
weak I can hardly stand
My temperature's runnin' hot
Baby, you got to stop
'Cause if you don't, I'm gonna explode
And girl, I got a lot
I get
You can really learn a lot that way
It will change you in the middle of the day
Though your confidence may be shattered
It doesn't matter
All
thousand years
Back ever since the world began
There's been a whole lot of good women shedding tears
For a brown eyed handsome man
A lot of trouble,
there eyes
You'd better look out little brown eyes if you're wise
They sparkle, they bubble, they're gonna get you
In a whole lot of trouble, oh baby,
They've got a lot of space. There'll be a place where I can stay
I was born and raised in San Jose
I'm going back to find some peace of mind in San Jose.
Hello
Girl's eyes, butterflies, how she cries, can't get through to you
She knows all the charts, breaks her heart, thinks a lot of you
Each
I could be a king
I really wouldn't care
To be a millionaire
I'd rather find someone to love a lot
Live and give it all I've got
[Chorus]
feeling so bad, I wish you'd make the music
Dreamy and sad
Could tell you a lot, but that's not
In a gentleman's code
Make it one for my baby
And one
all done down the street to 301)
When it's back to school this fall, weather's chill may end it all
But for now there's lots of fun with the girl
strippers
I just poured this lean in my cup like it's liquor
I just need a whole lot of drugs in my system
I just tried acid for the first time, I feel
Now when I was a little boy
At the age of five
I had somethin' in my pocket
Keep a lot of folks alive
Now I'm a man
Made twenty-one
You know
at the age of five
My mother said I was, gonna be the greatest man alive
But now I'm a man, way past 21
Want you to believe me baby
I had lot's of fun
I'm
(shake baby)
I said move, baby, move (shake baby)
Come on over whole lot of shakin' goin' on (yeah, yeah)
Oh lord
Well, you come on over baby,
to lonely town
I guess I'll always be just a rolling stone
If I find fortune and fame and lots of people know my name
That won't mean a thing if I'm all
the bridge
And I'm too mad to come back now
But there's things I've been a-wantin' to tell you
There's a lot of things you should know
And I don't think
I am a child, I last a while
You can't conceive of the pleasure in my smile
You hold my hand, buff up my hair
It's lots of fun to have you there
it
'Cause I know just what I'm gonna do
I gotta get drunk I can't stay sober
There's a lot of good people in town
Who'd like to hear me holler
fact all the people with soul in this
A little Mahalia Jackson in there
One more, Lucille!
Take it easy now, ah!
You know, I imagine a lot
If your man is nice and sweet
Serving you lots of young pigmeat
Oh yes, keep it to yourself
If you know you are standing fast
Got him worried
forget
And the simple secret of the plot
Is just to tell them that I love you a lot
Then the world discovers, as my book ends
How to make two lovers
Wanted man by Lucy Watson,
Wanted man by Jeannie Brown
Wanted man by Nellie Johnson,
Wanted man in this next town
I've had all that I wanted of a lot
what she's doin'
And the Lord saw fit to furnish elbow room
Have you ever been down to Colorado?
I spend a lot of time there in my mind
And if God
a lot of fun
It was great
I thought it was our best show we ever played
It's great
I thought it I liked it almost
First show I only made three
Three thousand years
Back ever since the world began
Been a whole lot a good women
Shedding tears for
A brown eyede handsome man
That's what
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