Lyrics:
that dank in my chrome and paint
Street lights, dance on paint
Street lights, dance on chrome
Street lights, get a nigga home
You can die in these
please leave me alone
A few drinks you like please follow me home
I just hope you ain't 5150
Thats a crazy hoe even though she pretty
Ice Cube only one
Of why we have to send out men to war
Let's impeach the president for spyin'
On citizens inside their own homes
Breaking every law in the country
By
near, it draws me
Son of God
Prophecy of old
You alone
Redeemer of my soul
Come again
And lead your people home, come lead us home
Jesus, oh Holy One
salad
Now that's polk salad
Used to know a girl lived down there and she'd go out in the evenings and
Pick her a mess of it
Carry it home and cook it
Aspen, Colorado on a Saturday night
Jesse wishes she was at home
Upset because her baby just ain't treating her right
So afraid of being alone
Ain't comin' home, buddy, and I ain't comin' home
CHORUS
When you hear them hoot owls callin'
When you hear them hoot owls callin'
When you hear them
he's down in his back, he still jumps out of that sack
Every morning at 5:00 a.m.
But having her home with the kids
Has been worth it to him
And she
over
I'd do the same things again
I'd still want to roam
Near the place we called home
Where my happiness never would end
I'd meet you when school
I'll be home for Christmas
You can plan on me
Please have snow and mistletoe
And presents on the tree
Christmas eve will find me
Where
was gone
I spent ten years in a steel mill, every cent would come home with pay
I spent ten years in the steel mill, every cent it come home with my
See the ruin on the hill where the smoke is hanging still
Like an echo of an age long forgotten
There's a story of a home crushed beneath those
My little Margie
I'm always thinking of you
Margie, I'll tell the world I love you
Don't forget your promise to me
I have bought a home and ring
I'm dreaming tonight of a place I love
Even more than I usually do
And although it's a long road back
I promise you
I'll be home for Christmas
on waiting until the day you learn
You can't be happy while your heart's on the roam
You can't be happy until you bring it home
Home to the green fields
Till I can say I got the rose of Memphis coming home with me
She wrapped her song around my heart just like the Kudzu vine
That keeps on growing after
down
That's where my love is
Now what could be better than a home cooked meal
How you want to eat it depends on how you feel
You can eat all you
home alone
It's a piece of crap
I tried to plug in it
I tried to turn it on
When I got it home
It was a piece of crap
Got it from a friend
I wouldn't tell you no lies.
If you don't believe I love you, look at the tears standing in my eyes.
[Chorus]
Here I am back home, baby, I'm
a mobile home (boom boom)
Remember what I told you
She's got eight arms to hold ya
And she 's never gonna let you roam (boom boom)
She'll tuck you into
try any more
For wives should always be lovers, too.
Run to his arms the moment he comes home to you.
I'm warning you.
Day after day,
There are
a lonesome day
We'll send a prayer and all our love to you so far away
Your son just wrote to Santa asked him to send you home
Yes Christmas without daddy
to hold spots down, home Bost-town
Victim of 'stance, we dance with four pound
Spit thug sound, why'all know how thugs sound
Can't touch clowns, slow
persuaded to let strange lips lead me on.
Almost persuaded but your sweet love made me stop and go home.
Last night all alone in a barroom
Met a guy
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