Lyrics:
calling me back
So I'm turning my head to the wheel
Black leather and glittering steel
I'm thirsty for more
So I'm sending my foot to the floor
Looks
a fifty foot trailer
And we're painting it red
With a cowboy, a sailor, and a canopy bed
No mother, no jailer
And they're keeping me fed
At the Reseda
Don't stamp your foot at me
It's impolite
To stamp your foot at me
Is not quite right
At man's ingratitude
A woman winks
But such an attitude
on the edge
I spent damn near fifteen years out on the highway pushing red
Hammer down, never sticking around, head harder than a tree
Foot on the gas,
of my head a time or two before
You show up like an apparition just as I'm locking up the bar
Now I got one foot out the door and you're still gettin'
had one foot out the door from the start
Well, so it's almost like you meant to break my heart
Oh
When I asked to understand your leaving
You
own, would I wander through this wonderland alone
Never knowing my right foot from my left, my hat from my glove
I get misty, and too much in love
in a coupe
Shit, if I crash it, I'll probably just leave it as a token
That your boy coulda died right there, no jokin'
Uh, eating well so my foot's
lives that tear at the seams
We know
We're not what we've seen
Oh for this dance we move with each other
There ain't no other step than one foot
Looks like a Johnny Cash
Kicked out the foot lights crowd
We love our country, you know that we love it loud
Gonna set ’em up gonna throw Looks
Looks like a Johnny Cash
Kicked out the foot lights crowd
We love our country, you know that we love it loud
Gonna set 'em up gonna throw Looks
fur, folk
Boy, ass whoopin'
They out 'chea eating flesh but wanna worry how I'm looking
I stay simply fresh to death, Sir Luscious Left Foot, best
I got testimony for niggaz
You doin what you do but when the shoe gets flipped
Standin on the other foot got your boots and shit
When you back up
I got testimony for niggaz
You doin' what you do but when the shoe gets flipped
Standin' on the other foot got your boots and shit
When you back up
mi pants-foot 'cause nice me start make
Me no know why do me so make ugly gal a take set
'Cause me notice from where the pure ugly gal may a get
How
the way but I have noticed
That in the most troublesome times in my life
There are only one set of foot prints
I don't understand why when I needed you
Shagsman, the doberman, the handsome one
Maybe niam off your foot, da, da, da, niam off your arm
Tear at your head if you now trouble I man
Say wa
on this and get dissed
Hey yo I'm takin it Uptown, and niggas know my name
Little shorty insane, so feel the pain
And the wrath of the five foot murder
tall,
Chewed that redman,
Wore over-alls,
Where the same man on Sunday morning,
As Saturday night
Five foot six to the top of your hat,
But when you
the Johnson Rag
Hoy Hoy there goes the latest shag
Ho Ho it really isn't a gag
Hep Hep there goes the Johnson Rag
Jump Jump don't let your left foot drag
flowers washed down by the rain
Stood by the gate at the foot of the garden
Watching them pass like clouds in the sky
Try to cry out in the heat
outrun my rock and roll Chevy Corvette
Bring it home Wayne
I'm gone in a second when I put my foot down on the accelerator
I'm gone in a second when I
flowers washed down by the rain
Stood by the gate at the foot of the garden
Watching them pass like clouds in the sky
Try to cry out in the heat
on a head rest
Your back on a back rest, foot on a foot rest
Or your arm on an arm rest or your leg on a leg rest
Your back on a back rest, if you feel in
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