Lyrics:
Well, I quit my job down at the car wash
Left my mama a goodbye note
By sundown I'd left Kingston
With my guitar under my coat
I hitchhiked all
Well, I quit my job down at the car wash
Left my mama a goodbye note
By sundown I'd left Kingston
With my guitar under my coat
I hitchhiked all
Well, I quit my job down at the car wash
Left my mama a goodbye note
By sundown I'd left Kingston
With my guitar under my coat
I hitchhiked all
Love Somebody
Doris Day and Buddy Clark
Written by Joan Whitney and Alex Kramer
Peaked at # 1 in 1948
DORIS: Love somebody, yes, I do
Love
Love Somebody
Doris Day and Buddy Clark
Written by Joan Whitney and Alex Kramer
Peaked at # 1 in 1948
DORIS: Love somebody, yes, I do
Love
this works. You're supposed to flee. I've been in the same apartment 19 years, which is pretty crazy. When we found the apartment, me and my roommate
momma taught me that if I
Was in a grocery store
And I’m by myself and a
Stranger grabbed my hand
Scream at the top of your fucking
Lungs if I’m
You all alone at that point, you get me? Crazy
Supplied by uber eats
Scooter the movement gon' let my troppers eat
Hopped out
V.W motors caused up
Who the fuck got a problem, tell 'em air it out
By time they open they mouth
We done already ca-carried em out
This ain't no buddy, buddy
Link up, I
Well I'm goin' to rehab, goin' to rehab
Gonna rehabilitate myself by drinkin' a bottle
'Til I can't see at all my problems
Fiending for a copacetic
you baby
But not like I love my guitar
Not like I love my guitar, no
You couldn't do it all by yourself
You had to go and get somebody else
Your
Soul, normal peculiar guy.
I write songs that make you happy, songs that make you cry.
Yes you take my song, and cry with a guitar.
Dream about a sky
don't know bro
My guess is they say what's up buddy to me as a low blow I don't know tho
Man I just wanna cash out every night I'm so tired I pass out
the bar
One two three
I didn't think I could make it to my car
One two three
Guy shot me in my fucking leg
One two three
I crawled to my car and made it
brought my buddy, Mr. John Michael Montgomery with me
He's gonna play a lil' guitar and sing a lil bit
I'm gonna do a lil sumthin' for y'all
Called 'Ride
nose
Get yourself fucked up by these wicked juggalos
Let me tell ya somethin' hoe you need to back the fuck up
Cuz my inner juggalo's about to act
high
Give me a woman when I get lonely
And set her right down here by my side (well, your turn)
Lord there shouldn't be no law
When a man want
and forth with these hoes
I know that good shit in me I can feel it in my soul
But lately I've been a villain
And it's hard to let it go
I feel like Buddy
or science throw it at me
You may think that I'm white and nerdy but just ask my bae she'll say I'm riding dirty
Hey buddy
You think that you know me
My
)
Play with my gooch while you suck me (suck me)
Eat the dick like you was ugly
I mean, hold on, wait
Where your friend? Bring your buddy (your buddy
tryna be lovey-dovey tho
We could easily be buddy buddy tho
You could tug on my sleeve and my hoodie tho
But
I'm sorry
I'm putting our thoughts in denial
hear a fuck nigga talking (All shit)
I been celebratin' off liq I'm
Too gone
Bye
New zone
Fly
2 phones
Wi-Fi
I need a few homes
My guy
My guy
My guy
My
the best piano by far
When he plays with the bass and guitar
They holler, beat me up Daddy, beat me Daddy, eight to the bar
The people gather around
the best piano by far
When he plays with the bass and guitar
They holler, beat me up Daddy, beat me Daddy, eight to the bar
The people gather around
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