Lyrics:
it from me my bad
I get high
Just to get by
Jungle juice had me right in the NY
Tennessee passin' round all the dead bodies
Sneakin' 'round mama wanna
little buddy fly
I'm a shorts guy
You know I let the air flow
When I'm out and about and on the go
Whenever it comes to rain
Me and my shorts we don't
the Jimmys
Do you love us yet?
Hey guys I’m Claire
I play guitar
I’m in a band
We’re the best by far
Let’s sit down
And drink some tea
And here’s some
the corner of my eye
But just couldn't bring myself to go over and say, 'Hi'
Her looks intimidate me ‘cos she looks so great
My buddy says,""man, you may be
to ya buddy. I was talking with Marty about these dolls. Turns out, the uh, turns out the actual midget trolls were made in the 1300's, by, uh, Indian
I
Spend my money on guitars and gas
Spinning my wheels going nowhere fast
Judge me if you want but I don't care I spend my money on guitars
my first studio at like
12 or 13 somewhere in that season
Of my life, singing along with the radio
Became me wanting to be on radio
You know
old songs and memor-(G)-ies,
It's getting hard to find a place to play my (D) guitar,
And they're tryin' to put an end to guys like (G) me,
[Chorus:]
to the music for the vocals
I prefer Phil Collins solo, 'cause its the only thing that calms me down after I murder someone
The Oscars failed us by not saving
at a little cafe
I had more picks in pocket
than I had spare change
she said hold it right there
just stop where you are
not another guy
not another guitar
are
A mahogany guitar
We mix the six play
Flip it a million ways
Spend your every fantasy
Your desire's fulfilled by my song
Makin love till
a clock day after day,
Called his old work boots his 401K
Said as long as Jesus lets me stay, I'm gonna pull my weight
Now he's raising hell in heaven
love
You can be my cuddle buddy
Gimme yo gimme yo love
Gimme yo love
You can be my cuddle buddy
It takes two
Want to dance with me
Let's tangle baby
Gimme yo love
You can be my cuddle buddy
It takes two
Want to dance with me
Let's tangle baby
Smooth
So sweet
Just like candy baby
Swear I've never felt
it’s the sparkle in your eye
That lets me know I’m lucky you’re my guy
And I love how you pla-a-y
your pink guitar
You’re man enough to say you’re mine
out of my business
'Posed to be in Mrs manning
But I skipped to Mrs gilbert
Hold up, let me play calling
Let me sneak out the building
Say, go to car,
The sound that you're listenin' to
Is from my guitar that's named Lucille
I'm very crazy about Lucille
Lucille took me from the plantation
Or you
petted my fur
Fuck me in the goat-ass!
Then some long-haired guys grabbed me by the horns
And threw me in the mosh pit
They passed me around
rhythm to my feet
And when we, when we do it do it to the beat
She like, "My Melody" done by Eric B. and Rakim
'Cause she be rockin' me steadily, yo
kilokanmi
Shebi na my money oo
Baby no dey dull me
Make you dance for daddy o
Kulusokuso kulusokuso
What we gon do by the corridor by the corridor
Ah ah ahn
Me and my buddy got us a wild hair
And figured we wanted to go somewhere
So we loaded up in my ragtop Chevrolet
We had a little bit of money
The sound that you're listening to
Is from my guitar that's named Lucille
I'm very crazy about Lucille, Lucille took me from the plantation
car, yea yea
Me play wid the clit like guitar
She boom flick when the third leg kick her
Me hear she say!
Ohh Aww Hmm Aww Ahh Aww
Pon di buddy she say
Shootin' bullshit with my buddies
Parked down by a river bank
(Wheels) And I'm only gainin' miles in life
Heartbeat of America just make sure
That you drive
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