Lyrics:
Hey
Ah, ah
It's Bob
Yo
Escape with the rhythm
I take what I'm given
And break my way through the hatred
And make my sacred religion
I feel awakened
Napoleon murphy brock (vocals)
Bob harris (vocals)
Johnny "guitar" watson (vocals)
Harry: (to thing-fish)
Anything you say, master! take me, I'm yours!
Hey now
Don't go hating on a playa
Same ones counting me out
Are going to pay up
Love my money stacked up high
Himalayas
When I walk by
Looking fly
is going
Hey Hey Hey wouh la la la la la la la
One week later we were on the road
Went from place to place cheked into new hotel rooms
We played every
It's not chipped (no)
We're not cracked (uh-uh)
Oh, we're shattered (Mariah)
Ay hey, ay hey, ay hey (Young Money, Nicki Minaj)
Ooh na, na-na-na
sea oh no
Come back here right by me
Hey honey
Why don't you love from the start?
Hey honey
Why don't you come break my heart?
I've been bending over
why I been put on this earth.
To be right by your side.
Now lately you've been tryna hide it but something's on your mind.
But I care what's going
if you dare, touch her if you dare
Bowling Green, hey
Good old Bowling Green
Going back to Bowling Green
Don't know how or when
When I get
I'll put us back together at heart, baby
Don't you, forget about me
Don't, don't, don't, don't
Don't you, forget about me
As you walk on by
Will
Forty-five minute passed, the bitch ain't back, fuckit I'm leavin'
I got dressed, and put my hat back on my head (Hey!)
"Later bitch," "No wait baby"
or to another,
or to your brother. You're going to have to learn to sing this song, it goes:
Please don't pass me by,
ah you don't have to sing this .. not for
the palace, we got it all tonight
Hello?
Hey, Jimmy, it's Glenn
Glenn, How ya doing?
Fine man, I'm going on the road, do you know anyone who
could house
infected by the sound
(Oh, oh)
Stop, this beat is killing me
Hey Dr. DJ, let the music take me underground
(Everybody in the club)
Evacuate the dance
I was a young man back in the 1960s.
Yes, you made your own amusements then,
For going to the pictures;
Well, the travel was hard, and I mean
We
Hey there
Where you going with that load of nothing in your hand
I said "Hey there"
All through this green and pleasant land
I'm going down
my house
'Fore I grab you by your hair and slap dick to your mouth
Bob Digi, yeah you know who is he
Girl, I fucking slave trade your ass
And the joke is on you
Joke is on you if you fall for that old nigga, hey!
I took a trip offshore (ayy)
Took the whip offshore (yeah)
I took a chick
Call my name or walk on by (walk on by)
Rain keeps falling, rain keeps falling
Down, down, down, down
Hey, hey, hey, hey
Ohhhh.....
Don't you
Hey Hey Hey
Let's go
Hey hey hey
Let's go
Hey hey hey
Let's go
Hey hey hey
Pop a addy
Fuk a perc
Sippin hightek
Beech know your worth
Bob Seger & The Silver Bullet Band or something
I don't understand all this Hip-Hop stuff
I don't know where you're going with this
You're making
hey
Do not come running back
Yeah!
I got the wave and they copying still but they going to say that I stole it for real...
a souless specimen in a jar, too far for turning back, cause
It was wrong from the start
Chorus:
No Matter where the world finds us, not matter whether time
coming back for you one day
You can see it from afar, we were riding that wave
Blinded by the lights, and it's something I crave
We didn't want
how I feel, my love you gotta know
You're my favorite chapter in my life
Chapter in my life, yea ah hey
(Like a blessing everyday, oh)
No point going
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