Lyrics:
nothin' 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
world
Whirl your see-saw arms
And ride the Catherine wheel
(Foot, foot)
you said
Now that the shoe is on the other foot
It's messing with my head, oh
Lady, promise that you'll never leave me
Babe, promise that we'll
could see
Now the fellas was ribbin' me for bein' behind
So I thought I'd make the Lincoln unwind
Took my foot off the gas and man alive
I shoved it
away
I'm down on my knees, got one foot in the grave
Down on my knees, got one foot in the grave
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Got the loanshark blues
Got
you'll find
The bottom of a 6 foot pit (I mean)
Don't care what creed, color or kind
Bullets'll make you sit (I mean)
Make you relax, lay-down, unwind
wander through this wonderland alone
Not knowing my right foot from my left
My hat from my glove
I get misty, and too much in love
On my own
Would I wander
they don't know the girl
She's like a runaway train when she go all night
There's no way you can stop her
She's gotta hold the control
Her foot's
Oh,oh,oh,oh,oh,oh...
six foot high
in the sky
tried and died
wild gypsy tribe
Ooh,ooh,ouooh,ouooh
aah,aah,ouooh,oooh,aouh
Watch!The Conga will
push,
lucky me will get back me visa
Yuh love get back shot that sweet yuh
Love the lizzard nuff a that sweet yuh
Sit dung pan it gyal a dat sweet yuh
The foot
Tiny goddess wrapped in lace, that certain smile upon your face
Is telling me what's to be when he leaves
In a room just five foot eight, I sit alone
Thousand foot, got my back to protection,
Strong in every never-been-down road,
We never been off of it, can't get enough of it,
I'm out-spoken, in case ya
running my life no more
Too hip, gotta go
Too hip, gotta go
When I step foot out of this door
I won't even bother to pack
I'm gonna leave you
running my life no more
Too hip, gotta go
Too hip, gotta go
When I step foot out of this door
I won't even bother to pack
I'm gonna leave you
running my life no more
Too hip, gotta go
Too hip, gotta go
When I step foot out of this door
I won't even bother to pack
I'm gonna leave you
running my life no more
Too hip, gotta go
Too hip, gotta go
When I step foot out of this door
I won't even bother to pack
I'm gonna leave you
away
You sprinkled hot foot powder, mmm
Mmm, around my door
All around my door
You sprinkled hot foot powder
All around your daddy's door,
Fame doesn't mean a thang
Cause it's all about you.
[Chorus:]
Make up your mind
(It's two feet in cause you can't have one foot out when you're
Here I stand at the foot of the window
Oh! please I can help you fill the hole
All my life I depend on opinion
You have solid soul
I don't care
Myzery.(Word up!)
Twiztid and the Insane Clown Posse.(Know what I'm sayin?)
Formin a fifty foot voltron on your ass.(Bitch Ass)
(See what I'm sayin?
pickin convolutions
Never never never gonna speed again
Shoot the juice to me Bruce
My foot's on the throttle and it's made of lead
But I'm a fast
thinking a lot of shit, niggas don't know a wars coming
Niggas don't know I saw something, killing trees, Paul Bunyon
Bunyon foot, foot clan, klans man,
mouth loud
Hey, hood ina yuh throat
Mi a fuck it out proud set yuh pon yuh back
Yuh foot part like di crowd
Mi a dig it like El Chapo tunnel, oh wow
Mi
I'ma defeat my past, I'm in the Trackhawk racin' the Devil (yeah, yeah)
I put my foot on the gas, I put my foot on they ass (yeah, yeah, yeah)
My girl
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