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John Mayer
Cause there's no such thing
Fake diamonds on my haters
No bling, bling, bling
No, not by the hair of my chinny-chin-chin
She's grinding

life 
Imagining this celebration, let's get right
But you wanna fight! - Not build
I mean I'm thrilled I'll never find no chill

Oh I'm back they know!

And I'm just getting started
But they beg me to retire
But this is my world
You could call me Michael Myers
Oscar Mayers
I'm a weenie
I'm the meanest
Pull

Turn It On, Turn It On, Turn It On

Tom T. Hall

The Essential Tom T. Hall: Story Songs

1988

gonna work? You know you owe me too much to stop." 
John said, "I got a little workin' to do but I ain't goin' by your clock."
People said John was

I can still smell your perfume on my pillowcase
Hear you singing to John Mayer in my car 
I can touch you in my dreams that I have late at night

It's late summer evening
The sun's going down
And that warm Georgia weather
Keeps coming back around
That John Mayer cd
Continuum replay
My windows

was, then in '65
Lou Reed and John Cale in
A Ludlow Street dive
Had a similar musical spin
Also on acoustic guitar and violin
With even more New York

you where my stash at
Been doing it since Balenciaga was arena
It was 250 cap
Now we packing out arenas
Gold Daytona, Green face, John Mayer

to invest
She's got it all goin' on
John Mayer's back on
The tunes are looping, Pillow talking got me thinkin' and her asking all the questions
All she wants

Donahue)

The EastSide Kids are putting on Annie
and Louis B Mayer’s on the phone
a young Liz Taylor says you’ve got to write your movie
a twohander for us,

Lookin back/ on my past/ times goin by fast/ to all who laughed/ man y’all can kiss my ass/ as I walk pass/ pretendin I don’t know yo ass/ cuz you

like what's that thing you're smoking
He aint even look at me he just kept on tokin'
B.o.b. brought out his guitar and the rest the concert acoustic
I

The Rap God I do this
Talented down to my roots bitch
Chopped samples on my piano
Acapella acoustic
Smooth shit
Why you worried bout what I do bitch
Get



Engineers:   Joshua Seth Eagan, Ken Eisennagel

Mixed by:  John Cranfield


String Arrangement:  Karl Eagan

Vocals:  Sharon Groom

Back-up Vocals:  Lucia

Check spit that dope shit bitch I'm John gotti
Cold body I don't fear nobody
Keep that pole by me
So grimey labels won't sign me
Cause they know

nameSo you must've been raised by wolves'Cause Debbie damn sure don't play that game

When you mess around, you don't mess around
John Mayer's got nothing

This shit is hot as wasabi
I just do this as a hobby
And by the way
I produce all of my own beats
That shit that you is bumping to right now that's

Can't wait for you to hear
All these songs I wrote
About how much you did me wrong, I won't
Sit here, watching time go by
Waiting for you to tell me

John Hardy

Leadbelly

Storyteller Blues

1994

They shaved John Hardy back in jail poor boy
And they shaved John Hardy back in jail
And they shaved John Hardy back in jail poor boy
They shaved John

(Hey, ooh) don't stop, can't stop
Spizzy Spose in the house
We're gonna sex it out for
You if you don't mind let me tell you, girl
I like my sex by

paper shack
With a pump out front and some junk out back
But inside there was always a
Hot cup of coffee
And a warm place around the fire for anyone
John

Lost John

Lonnie Donegan

Putting on the Style

1977

of mine from way back, Dr John

Yeah.

We're gonna do this-a, we're gonna do this song
That was written by a, while back by this-a British-a trumpet

Hi tops
Pretending it's a dance floor
John Mayer's in my headphones again
It's 8am and I'm already bored

D+
'Cause I just don't listen
I've got

That go to show this ass
Kicking ain't gon bother nigga
Cause it's right back where
You started nigga
Being a son of a Harlem nigga
Now you was made by