Lyrics:
FOOT BY FOOT DOWN THE STAIRS. NO TINGE OF TWILIGHT BETWEEN THE FLOORBOARDS. ONE MAN FOLLOWED BY ANOTHER - DEEP SOUTH, BENEATH, UNDER. SLOWLY ENTERING
you love another man
And your heart will no longer be mine
Well, who's gonna shoe your pretty little foot?
And who's gonna glove your hand?
Who's
stop, Sir Luscious Left Foot's on fire
Tryna block my shine just ain't gon' happen, so don't try
Every time I get on this microphone I like to spit
lurking deep in the shadows
Gathering artillery for the battle
Now, on the front line, I stand, microphone in my right hand
Left foot on the gas, don't
years
But now it's 'bout that time I double-dutch my way in
Left foot, right foot, steppin' over biters
It's like the game is haunted 'cause there's so
But everywhere we been
I'm kept in quarantine
It's easy to see why
She's over six feet five
I'm only five foot two
Is there a Tyre somewhere
she gone
I hear misty morning call
One foot resting in the grave
Destined not to see her anymore
There's a den in the grass by the auto path
bees
They started makin' honey way up in the trees
I cut down my tree and my honey's all gone
Ole Slew Foot's done made himself at home
He's big around
done
Spend your life in sin and misery in a house of the Rising Sun
Well I got one foot on the black farm the other foot on a train
I'm goin' back
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
the air I would rove
Stepping like a tightrope walker
Putting one foot after another
Wearing black cherries for rings
If I was a witches hat
Sitting on her
doped,
A length to win she fell down on her knees.
Gonna throw away my lucky penny,
My rabbits foot and gypsy ring,
Throw away my lucky penny,
My
bees
They started makin' honey way up in the tree
I chup down the trees but my honey's all gone
Ole slew foot's done made himself a home
He's bigger
Let your left foot lead you,
Let your right head speak to you,
Let your left hand meet you,
Let your right woman kick you.
Left hand's
She spent the whole of last summer
Lookin' out for a six foot two.
She gave them all a good chance
She was cool so she told 'em what to do.
One little short motherfucka was born into greatness
Has obtained greatness, because his name is uh
Bushwick, aka Chuck, four foot eight
winks at me and smiles
She's in a foot stompin,' honky-tonkin'
Love making state of mind
So excuse me, why'all, I gotta answer the call of the wild
on and walk
Hey, everybody walk
All you got to do is walk
Let me see you do the walk
Come on and do the walk
See, all you gotta do is put one foot in front
I got a twenty foot halo,
I'm gonna wear it out with my life,
I'm gonna see if my legs can carry me home now,
'Cos I'm really not safe,
I'm
Got the time when the sun goes up
We'll drink until we drop
My love for hundred brews
That soothes, the foot's been dropped
Not enough for
Bright lights at midnight
The city at my fingertips
Movies in hotels
Got one foot out And one foot in
How do you know? How do you know?
How do
Underneath Macdonald tunnel
We all suffer as hell shot a lick like hell
Jah know, a no lie mi a tell
Mi bredren weh name John
Him get shot and him foot it
the speed
When my foot's on the gas
Holding on tight
Waiting for the green light
We're heading for the sunrise, hold tight
Holding on tight
We
I can't let go
And what if every story
Is just one tale of woe
Maybe I can't let go
I traveled by foot
While you had wings
I traveled by
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