Lyrics:
Mother, like no other
And my brother Bob- yea
You don't have to be a real good singer
All you got to do is sing your song
The Joy of Singing- of singing -
and crash on the shore
But you're far in land
You're in funky denim wonderland
You and David Crosby and a bloke with no hand
You've got hair in places
Most
(Repeat)
I took my baby to the doctor with a fever
But nothing he found
By the time this hit the street
They said she had a breakdown
Someone's always
real good
Get it, get it
Ooh, baby, baby
Baby, baby
Get up on by
Push it (push it)
Wax it (wax it)
Shave it (shave it)
Pu-push it real good
Get
Original version by baby's gang (1984).
We are down, we are crazy fools everyday at school.
Teachers here, teachers there,
Books and books, they
Sing a song for you (ooh baby)
誤魔化しは効かない本当の自分にもっと
胸張って生きていけるよう
当たり前に広がる景色
あの頃はイメージも出来なくて
淡く滲んだ 夢の途中
Every night
Walk this way 履き潰したスニーカー
rising
We all smile
We all sing
Then the girl in the cafe taps me on the shoulder
I realize five years went by and I'm older
Memories smolder,
invited baby
You really love the wave
You really tryna ride it baby
You know I'm really lit don't even gotta light it baby
They like the songs I sing so
And imma keep hiding
Baby running from your love
Girl I know what it takes to make a love story come true
Oooh girl when I sing about you
When I sing about
an artist, I'm doodle bob, uh
VVS pointers are dancing
Taking yo hoe to the Hampton
Make a lil viddy, she wanted to leak it
But baby I didn't wanna chance it
to me
Knew exactly what she wanted to be
My baby
I must admit that she was getting to me
Waiting for me
Wanting me to hold her oh so tightly
what exactly she wanted to be
My baby
I must admit that she was getting to me
Waiting for me
Wanting me to hold her oh so tightly
Together,
nicht?
Oh
Well let me tell you ( Hicks )
a little about it about the City of New York ( Hicks )
Sing:
The big bad City
It’s nitty an’ a gritty
It takes
Special guest vocalist, Mike's dad: Bob McCormick
(Mike's dad appears courtesy of Mike's mom)
There once was a time when the country was wide.
Searching for a mighty ruler
To come and save us
Watching for a robe and crown
Our expectations all brought down
By a baby in a manger
Gentle
that make the whole world sing
I write the songs of love and special things
I write the songs that make the young girls cry
I write the songs, I write
mystikal move you and Mariah sing
Chorus-MC:
Don't Stop baby(Mystikal ad-libs:shake yo ass),
Its extasy(watch yoself),
Turn me up a little higher,
And sing this sleighing song.
Just bet a bob-tailed bay,
Two-forty as his speed,
Hitch him to an open sleigh and crack!
You'll take the lead.
Yeah
Valentino
Tim and Bob
You already know let's go
Baby, I'm so glad I found you
Now I'll never let you go
Cause what is there
me
To show the Free Bob right
The righteous Asiatic thinker
While Satan rob light
Civilised like the Molly
Burgundy, wildy rocking
Seen the fifth
a one-horse open sleigh.
Now the ground is white
Go it while you're young,
Take the girls tonight
And sing this sleighing song;
Just get a bob-tailed bay
Salone
Bobo
The chopper
It sings
Need
A J
For
The shit
That I've seen
By any means
Make a means
Then
Pray to God
For my sins
Fuck
A bitch
Made a scene
Well i lie like a patient, aestherised by my own dreams
Barely alive on the golden pavement
Staring at my own feet
Everybody's so angry about
I writ this song with a pen from the Bronx
It's real hiphop, gwarn roll a spliff hit the bong
And sing along like
Lala lala-la-la yeah
And sing along
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