Lyrics:
One in ninetyfive
Two hundred pounds real muscles
Always looking for someone to beat
Never had enough of the meat
He was a man
Jimmy was sent out
and dark... like a tomb. A trainer walks in, followed by a boxer in his mid twenties... bloody and bruised from the fight.
You had to work for it tonight.
his song tonight (Tonight)
Yeah DJ Jimmy Jatt on the wheels of steel
And you already know who got the mass appeal
She says she see me around
Doing my
on my jersey
jimmy Choo watch me euro step
im down em dirty
still shooting wit a hand in my face
slide home know I gotta be safe
free throws better give
The days are passing me by
Elusive for me to catch the sunrise
Space just travels so fast
It'd break your back
In that dream I could fly
How come
by.
Put some food on your plate You can sleep here tonight.
La la la la la. La la la la la.
Brother Jimmy, where do you ride tonight?
Brother
We gather today in a garden of stones
To intern a new tenant to his new final home
What words left to say for Jimmy McGale
Let's bury this stiff
Mm--"Is she really going out with him?
"Well, there she is, Let's ask her"
"Betty, is that Jimmy's ring you're wearing?"
"Mm-hm"
"Gee, it must
Like Jimmy Cliff, ah di harder they come
Lighting a spliff with a spark of me gun
Highest of grades under di the sun, yeah
Smoking my own strain
I
"Is she really going out with him?
"Well, there she is, let's ask her"
"Betty, is that Jimmy's ring you're wearing?"
"Mmm-hmm"
"Gee, it must be
Jimmy's not a high concept guy
But he's front page news, let me tell you why
He's on the cover of the New York Post
Every network, coast to coast
Poorly
You`re more than poorly Jimmy
More than that
Worse than that
This is a case of photographs
Smudged and dropped and laughed at
Here`s
bloom again
And Jimmy will go to sleep
In his own little room again
There'll be bluebirds over
The white cliffs of Dover
Tomorrow, just you wait
"Is she really going out with him?
"Well, there she is, let's ask her"
"Betty, is that Jimmy's ring you're wearing?"
"Mmm-hmm"
"Gee, it must be
the end they'll be much greater
..
Pick em up, then I make em feel comfortable
Crackin jokes, as if I was Cliff Huxtable
Get into the crib,
they'll be much greater
..
Pick em up, then I make em feel comfortable
Crackin jokes, as if I was Cliff Huxtable
Get into the crib, things are hype
Come all you young fellows
That carry a gun
I'll have you come home
By the light of the sun
For Jimmy was hunting
And hunting alone
When he shot his
have a different take?
Are you just cool and I'm just baked?
Does everyone get mesmerized by your fire?
So long, Jimmy, so long
Though you only stayed
The light bulb men, camera men, make-up men
Mark volman:
(the fake-up men)
Mark volman & howard kaylan:
And, the rake-up men.
Jimmy carl black:
band
(On my walk)
I love Jimmy but Jimmy smoke crack and sold my horn
(On my walk)
Jimmy shot heroin, he was my Mama's son
(On my walk)
Found by
a saint but hail saint laurent
This ain’t just for front we
Do bird off drive by
I blow a bag swerve off a fly ride
Shit now I got this bitch
She should be
me at the Gate
The Old Blue Yodeler himself Jimmy Rodgers
He said to me "Bill they asked me to show you around up here
And right over there is some
by, while insects hum and
You got put in the darkness of a woman's womb
Jimmy blue.
So move away, yeah,
Move away jimmy blue
Before your small,
one of you
But you feel like a winter's rain
Tell me would listen to the words I speak
If I knew you all by name
It's neither here nor there
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