I Gotta Right To Sing The Blues - Lyrics - Harold Arlen

Title: I Gotta Right To Sing The Blues
Artist: Harold Arlen
Composer(s): Harold Arlen, Ted Koehler

Lyric:
I gotta right to sing the blues
I gotta right to feel low down
I gotta right to hang around
Down around the river

A certain man in this old town
Keeps draggin' my poor heart around
All I see, for me is misery

I gotta right to sing the blues
I gotta right to moan and sigh
I gotta right to sing and cry
Down around the river

I know, I know the deep blue sea
Will soon be callin', callin' me
It must, it must be love, say what you choose
I gotta right to sing the blues

All I see, for me
All I see, for me is misery
And misery, misery

I gotta right to sing the blues
I gotta right to moan and sigh
I gotta right to sing and sigh
Down around the river

I know the deep blue sea
Will soon be callin' me
It must be love, say what you choose
I gotta right to sing the blues

It must be love, say what you choose
I gotta right to sing the blues
All I see, for me is nothing but plain misery
I gotta right to sing the blues

I gotta right, I gotta right
I gotta right, I gotta right
I gotta right to sing the blues
I gotta right to sing the blues

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I Gotta Right To Sing The Blues - Lyrics - Billie Holiday

Title: I Gotta Right To Sing The Blues
Artist: Billie Holiday
Composer(s): Harold Arlen, Ted Koehler

Lyric:
I gotta right to sing the blues
I gotta right to moan inside
I gotta right to sit and cry
Down around the river

A certain man in this little town
Keeps draggin' my poor heart around
All I see for me is misery

I gotta right to sing the blues
I gotta right to moan inside
Right to sit and cry
Down around the river

Soon that deep blue sea
Will be callin' me
It must be love say what you choose
I gotta right to sing the blues

I gotta right to sing the blues
Gotta right to moan and cry
I gotta right to sit and sigh
Down around the river

Soon that deep blue sea
Will be callin' me
It must be love say what you choose
I gotta right to sing the blues

There's nothing left for me
I'm full of misery
I gotta right to sing the blues

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I Gotta Right To Sing The Blues - Lyrics - Frank Sinatra

Title: I Gotta Right To Sing The Blues
Artist: Frank Sinatra
Composer(s): Harold Arlen, Ted Koehler

Lyric:
I gotta right to sing the blues
I gotta right to feel low down
I gotta right to hang around
Down around the river

A certain gal in this old town
Keeps draggin' my poor heart around
All I see, for me is misery

I gotta right to sing the blues
I gotta right to moan and sigh
I gotta right to sit and cry
Down around the river

I know the deep blue sea
Will soon be callin' me
It must be love say, what you choose

I gotta right to sing the blues

I know the deep blue sea
Will soon be callin' me
It must be love say, what you choose

I gotta right to sing the blues

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I Gotta Right To Sing The Blues - Lyrics - Ella Fitzgerald

Title: I Gotta Right To Sing The Blues
Artist: Ella Fitzgerald
Composer(s): Harold Arlen, Ted Koehler

Lyric:
I gotta right to sing the blues
I gotta right to feel low-down
I gotta right to hang around
Down around the river

A certain gal in this old town
Keeps draggin' my poor
(Old)
Heart around, all I see for me is misery

I gotta right to sing the blues
I gotta right to moan and sigh
I gotta right to sit and cry
Down around the river

I know the deep blue sea
Will soon be callin' me
It must be love, say what you choose
I gotta right to sing the blues

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I Choose To Sing The Blues - Lyrics - Southside Johnny And The Asbury Jukes

Title: I Choose To Sing The Blues
Artist: Southside Johnny And The Asbury Jukes
Composer(s): J Holliday, R Charles

Lyric:
I could?ve been a gambler
?Cause I?m good with cards
I could?ve been a lover, darlin?
Breakin? others? hearts

But I feel so silly
Bettin? on the dice
A lover seldom sees
The same girl twice

Baby, that?s why
Honey, that?s why I choose, yes I do
Hey, now, baby, I choose to sing the blues
I gotta get down and sing the blues

Well, I could?ve been a doctor
Workin? on the sick
I could?ve been a lawyer
But that ain?t my schtick

Because I?d feel so bad
If a man did not get well
I?d plea something bad
That ended up in jail

And, baby, that?s why
You know, honey, that?s why I choose
Got to sing and play
Just about every day
You know what I?m tryin? to say

There?s a lot of things
That a young man might present
You play you?re cards right, baby
You might be a president

But I never understood
What a politician might say
Guess I like to talk in
My own peculiar way

And, baby that?s why
Darlin? that?s why I choose
Hey, now, baby
I?ve got to say, everyday
Got to play, come on, baby
Got to sing the blues, baby

Don?t know nothin? else
Got to sing the blues
Come on now, baby
Got to, got to, got to, got to
Got to sing the blues, baby
Got to sing

My baby take all my money
And give it to some other man
I can't take it no more
Come on, darlin?, got to sing the blues
Got to make some money sometimes, baby

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We Know - Lyrics - Talib Kweli

Title: We Know
Artist: Talib Kweli
Composer(s): T.Kweli Greene, K. Ross, Dave Nathaniel West

Lyric:
Hey y'all
I feel good, right?
Yeah, ok
Now what that make me talk about? Love
Yeah, that's what the world need, ha
Yo, that's what your girl need
Alright, we gon' put it down like this
I'll tell you about myself

My name is Kweli, and I like to spit it homie
I rap about love and life, ladies get to know me
If you feeling lonely, I could be your one and only
I put it out in the world, so people show me love
Yeah, I always get it back
This ain't no pimp game here, thats a different track
You talking this and that, you need to get with this
I keep it realer than most, this is our business

What we gotta do to make them see
We got a good thing going on
Wanna tell the world if they don't know
That what we have is real
Wanna shout it from the mountains baby
That I love you, but if they don't hear me
I know, you know, we know

Yeah, yo, hey baby, look like you need a break tonight
Let me make it right, baby won't you stay the night
I got a lot of love as you know you're my favorite, right?
Hey my lady, what we gon' make tonight
That's the dream, but I never sleep
Across the crowded room, our eyes forever meet
But without doubt and gloom, 'cuz we can never be
That's why I got to go, you're my impossible love

Your the horizon, I can see but never ride off into
I write my lyrics to you, you the perfect instrumental
I sound better than the cat who rappin' to you now
That's between me and you, what happened to us now?
Got you hopin' for the glorious
Waitin' for that victorious feelin', wanted by all of us
Kneelin' and praying that the Lord in us will help us love ourselves
So much that the confidence attract to someone else

What we gotta do to make them see
We got a good thing going on
Wanna tell the world if they don't know
That what we have is real
Wanna shout it from the mountains baby
That I love you, but if they don't hear me
I know, you know, we know

Yo, rockin' Los Angeles, house of blues in sunset
Performin' like an orgasm, my girl ain't even cum yet
Seen her by the side of the stage givin' me energy
Potentially, wife material connectin' mentally
I felt like Heaven sent for me, you're meant for me
The doubters and the haters had to acknowledge eventually
You was a non-believer too if memory serves
And a heart that gives shit, tryin' to play your boy for the her

The harder that I run to you, the farther you become
It's like my heart was part of some movie, that hadn't yet begun
This woman moves me and I'm a mountain of a man
You pull me in like the waves do the grain of sand
Yeah, I love the way you bring it to me
I wrote a song for you, I love to hear you to sing it for me
And let the melody carry me through the jealousy
And we can cruise like Tom and Phenelope

What we gotta do to make them see
We got a good thing going on
Wanna tell the world if they don't know
That what we have is real
Wanna shout it from the mountains baby
That I love you, but if they don't hear me
I know, you know, we know

What we gotta do to make them see
We got a good thing going on
Wanna tell the world if they don't know
That what we have is real
Wanna shout it from the mountains baby
That I love you, but if they don't hear me
I know, you know, we know

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Like This - Lyrics - Tha Blue Carpet Treatment - Snoop Dogg

Title: Like This
Album: Tha Blue Carpet Treatment
Artist: Snoop Dogg
Composer(s): Latoiya Williams, Roy Ayers, Damani Washington, Terrence Harden, P Brooks, Raul Midon, Calvin Broadus

Lyric:
I?d like to welcome the Western Union
On to this 'Blue Carpet Treatment'
Some player partners of mine
We gonna show you this new dance we got

Like this, it?s easy to do
Like this, yeah, it?s so easy to do
Grab a honey, take her to the floor
And do it just like this
You can do it, you can do it, just just like this

You don?t have to break it down to the floor
All you gotta do is keep movin' your hands
Like this, you can do it, you can do it too
Like this, you can do it, you can do it too
I feel player when I move and dance to the song
All I wanna do is get my groove on like this

I throw my hands like Marvin
Sorta like James Brown how I get down
I?m holdin' my chain so it don?t swing
I?m slidin' my feet, stayin' on the beat

I dip low, then bring it back slow
If you didn?t wanna dance why you on floor?
The mamis on the go with Mr. Luck on the catch up
Super duper behind and baby, this a set up

Two step with me, call your girls
I got 2 reps with me, they call the game quickly
Big boys move, I?m too cool for the runway
Player of the year, my gear is set for Sunday

Wait right here girl, I?m comin' back Monday
Slide right in front of me, get our dance on, Fred Astaire
Faye Dunaway, eyes on us while we move to the clap
I?m nice with the dance and I?m smooth with the rap

We in the zone with the lights and glamor
Glass full of Patron and cold as grammar
Coat made of panther, excuse me, miss
Let me show you how to do it

Like this, it?s easy to do
Like this, yeah, it?s so easy to do
Grab a honey, take her to the floor
And do it just like this
You can do it, you can do it, just just like this

You don?t have to break it down to the floor
All you gotta do is keep movin' your hands
Like this, you can do it, you can do it too
Like this, you can do it, you can do it too
I feel player when I move and dance to the song
All I wanna do is get my groove on like this

Let me holla at you baby, come close
It?s Big Snoop Dogg, king of the coast
Walk with me, stay focused
Put it on me little momma, let me see you stroke this

It seems like the more hits
On a slow drip, bubble like a four fifth
And everybody, everybody notice
So too cool-cool Calvin Broadus

And every woman is a goddess
And every rapper is a artist
Yeah right, you?re dead wrong to sing along
It?s Godzilla for realla, my n*** King Kong

Givin' n*** the blues
As I?m walkin' on these fools in my blue suede tennis shoes
I?m two steppin' with my *** close
On the dance floor, loc 'cuz you never know

Yeah, baby girl, she?s s*** but she cool
'Cuz we ain?t come to act no motherf*** fool
We just chillin' like a villain, got my hands to the ceilin'
And I?m feelin' the feelin', come feel it like

Like this, it?s easy to do
Like this, yeah, it?s so easy to do
Grab a honey, take her to the floor
And do it just like this
You can do it, you can do it, just just like this

You don?t have to break it down to the floor
All you gotta do is keep movin' your hands
Like this, you can do it, you can do it too
Like this, you can do it, you can do it too
I feel player when I move and dance to the song
All I wanna do is get my groove on like this

Check it out, I, I know baby girl, I know
See out here on the West, naw, we don?t do that
We don?t do the motorcycle dance, we don?t do the snap, uh uh
We do it a little somethin' like this

Come here, come here
You think you can do that with me, baby?
Do it just like this
Like this, like this

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Hope (Twista) - Lyrics - First Lady - Faith Evans

Title: Hope (Twista)
Album: First Lady
Artist: Faith Evans
Composer(s): C Morton, Carl Mitchell, Frederick Taylor

Lyric:
I wish the way I was living could stop, serving rocks
Knowing the cops is hot when I'm on the block and I
Wish my brother woulda made bail
So I won't have to travel 6 hours to see him in jail and I

Wish that my grandmother wasn't sick
Or that we would just come up on some stacks and hit a lick and I
Wish my homies wouldn't have to suffer
When the streets get the upper hand on us and we lose a brother and I

Wish I could go deep in a zone
And lift the spirits of the world with the words with in this song and I
Wish I could teach a soul to fly
Take away the pain out cha hands and help you hold them high and I

Wish my hommie Butch was still alive
And on the day of his death we had never took that ride and I
Wish God could protect us from the wrong
So that all the soldiers that were sent over seas come home

We will never break, though they devastate, we shall motivate
And we gotta pray, all we got is faith
Instead of thinking about who gonna die to day
The Lord is gonna help you feel better, so you ain't gotta cry today

Sit at the light so long
And then we gotta move straight forward, 'cuz we fight so strong
So when right go wrong
Just say a little prayer, get ya money man, life go on, let's hope

Though I'm hopeful, yes, I am hopeful for today
Take this music and use it, let it take you away
And be hopeful, hopeful and He'll make a way
I know it ain't easy but that's okay, 'cause we hopeful

I wish that you could show some love
Instead of hatin' so much when you see some other people comin' up
I wish I could teach the world to sing
Watch the music and have 'em trippin' of the joy I bring, shit

I wish that we could hold hands
Listen instead of dissin' lessons from a grown man and I
Wish the families that lack, but got love, get some stacks
Brand new shack and a lack that's on dubs and I

Wish we could keep achieving wonders
See the vision of the world through the eyes of Stevie Wonder, you feel me
And I hope all the kids eat
And don't nobody in my family see six feet, ya dig

I hope them mothers stand strong
You can make it whether you wit' him or your man's gone and I
Wish I could give every celly some commissary
And the po po bring the heat on them priest like they did R Kelly and I

Wish that DOC could scream again
And bullets could reverse so Pac and Biggie breath again, shit
Then one day they could speak again
I wish that we only saw good news every time we look at CNN

I wish that we could never get the blues
Wish I could bring back the people that died at E2
I wish that we could walk a path, stay doin' the right thing
Hustle hard, so the kids maintain up in the game, let's hope

Though I'm hopeful, yes, I am hopeful for today
Take this music and use it, let it take you away
And be hopeful, hopeful and He'll make a way
I know it ain't easy but that's okay, 'cause we hopeful

Wish the earth wasn't so apocalyptic
I try to spread my message to the world the best way I can give it
We can make it always so optimistic
If you don't listen gotta live my life the best way I can live it

I pray for justice when we go to court
Wish it was all good so the country never even went to war
Why can't we kick it and just get em on
And in the famous words of Mr King, "Why can't we all just get along"

Or we can find a better way to shop and please and I
Hope we find a better way to cop a keys and I
Wish everybody would just stop and freeze
And ask way are we fulfillin' these downfalls and prophecies

You can be wrong if it's you doubting
With the faith of a mustard seed you can move mountains
And only the heavenly father and ease the hurt
Just let it go and keep prayin' on your knees in church and let's hope

Though I'm hopeful, yes, I am hopeful for today
Take this music and use it, let it take you away
And be hopeful, hopeful and He'll make a way
I know it ain't easy but that's okay

Though I'm hopeful, yes, I am hopeful for today
Take this music and use it, let it take you away
And be hopeful, hopeful and He'll make a way
I know it ain't easy but that's okay, 'cause we hopeful

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Z - My 1st Song - Lyrics - The Black Album - Jay

Title: Z - My 1st Song
Album: The Black Album
Artist: Jay
Composer(s): Shawn C Carter, Germain De La Fuente

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Lyric:
I'm just, tryin' to stay above water y'know
Just stay busy, stay workin'
Puff told me like, the key to this joint
The key to staying, on top of things
Is treat everything like it's your first project, knahmsayin'?
Like it's your first day like back when you was an intern
Like, that's how you try to treat things like, just stay hungry

Uhh, uhh, yes, yes
Y'all wanna know, why he don't stop
Y'all wanna know, why he don't flop
Let me tell you people why
Came from the bottom of the block I

When I was born, it was sworn
I was never gon' be shit
Had to pull the opposite out this bitch
Had to get my ride on

Eyes on the prize, Shawn knew I had to
Had to had to get these chips
Had to make moves like Olajuwon
Started out sellin' dimes and nicks

Graduated to a brick
No exaggeration, my infatuation with the strip
Legendary like a schoolboy
Crushin' merely nearly every every chick

Heavy shit, that's how schoolboy got whipped
And got left on some "Just me, myself and I"
On some Trugoy shit
Had your boys threw place up, to a place of no return

Had to play with fire and get burned
Only way the boy ever gon' learn
Had to lay way in the cut, 'til I finally got my turn
Now I'm on top in the spot that I earned

It's my life, it's my pain and my struggle
The song that I sing to you it's my everything
Treat my first like my last, and my last like my first
And my thirst is the same as, when I came
It's my joy and my tears
And the laughter it brings to me, it's my everything

Like I never rode in a limo
Like I just dropped flows to a demo
Like it's ninety-two again' and
And I got O's in the rental

Back in the Stu' again
No prob' livin' was a whole lot simpler
When you think back, you thought that
You would never make it this far

Then you take advantage of the luck you handed
Or the talent, you been given
Ain't no, half steppin', ain't no, no slippin'
Ain't no different from a block that's hidden
Gotta get it while the getting's good
Gotta strike while the iron's hot, 'fore you stop
Then you gotta bid it, good riddance

Goodbye, this is my second major breakup
My first was, with a pager
With a hooptie, a cook pot, and the Cane
This one's with the stool, with the stage, with the fortune
Maybe not the fortune, but certainly the fame

It's my life, my pain and my struggle
The song that I sing to you it's my everything
Treat my first like my last, and my last like my first
And my thirst is the same as, when I came
It's my joy and my tears
And my laughter it brings to me, it's my everything
Treat my first like my last, and my last like my first
And my thirst like the first song I sang

Woo, it's like the blues
We gon' ride out on this one, ta-tah, be-hah
Yo, Hah, 'member you was makin' them dashes
For them niggaa at radio and shit?

Clark Kent, that was good lookin' out nigga
Carlene, who ever thought we'd make it this far homey?
Sha, they can't stop us, knahmsayin'? Lenny S
Dame whattup? Robbin' the bank

Niggaz thought we was crazy man, 'member, uhh
You had that fucked up ass handwritin'
You was writin' all the numbers that we was spendin' now
For the videos we was doin' ourselves, whattup?

Original Flavor, your accountant was crazy wrong and shit
But we we still put it together
Bigs, whassup? 'Member we went to St. Thomas and uh
But y'all my nizzle, your dog peed on homey leg and shit
At his crib, I think that was Rudy

And they was havin' a 'lil trouble with the pool
You and Ta-tah was laughin'
Emory was there, whattup Emory? What up Ta?
Hip-Hop, whattup man?

Ay, ay Hobb, you ain't, you ain't have no uhh
You ain't have no muh'fuckin' seat on your, on your bicycle
Now you uhh, the head of black music
That's what I'm talkin' 'bout right there homey G, whattup G?

Yessir, e'rybody in the Roc
Hey Guru, I know you spoiled man
I be takin' them shits in one take
You gon' have to punch niggaz shit, stick it, you gon' be tight

OG One, whattup?
I'm a little upset that you wasn't involved in this whole process
But it's all good, whassup Dash?
My whole family, my nephew, cousin' Angie, whassup? Te-Tee

B, B, B, B, mom, you made the album, how crazy is that?
Bob Allah, rest in peace
My pops, rest in peace, wassup A.J.?
Biggie Smalls, rest in peace
Uh-uh, uh-uh, uh-uh, uh-uh

Nigga, I'm 'bout to go golfin' man
Ay, I might even have me a Cappuccino, fuck it
I'm goin' somewhere nice where no mosquitoes at nigga
Holla at me, it's your boy

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Ridin' - Lyrics - David Banner

Title: Ridin'
Artist: David Banner
Composer(s): L. Alford, C. Gavin, E. Franklin, L. Alfred, Lavell Crump, V. Iyer, T.K. Greene

Lyric:
I'm from a place
Where you gotta let yo' nutz hang
Where them crakas used to cut your stomach open
Just to let your fuckin' guts hang

Right there in front of the kids
I might as well split your wig
'Cause that's just what the master did

But now I'm the new Nat Turner
Spreadin' something to the kids
Like Sojourner, man, the truth

Fuck a 'Creek, I care
But you in doubts and go "Woof"
He ain't dead, what pledge
There's a stank up in the Bush

Or a stank up in the White House
Shootin' board bullshit, man, it's dead props
Here in Chicago but hit this hi-lo
Warriors come play, click the bottles

Cock them AK's, bust on KK's
With the knuckle boy or the other two and the Stic-Man
Given dead on your shirt like a wristband
You a grown man, nigga, stand tall

Don't it hurt, 'cause you really ain't a nigga, dog?
Don't it hurt, 'cause you really ain't a nigga, dog?
Don't it hurt, 'cause you really ain't a nigga, dog?

Country boys, city boys
Cadillacs, Rolly Royce
Whatever, long as we ridin'
Pretty girls, ghetto boos
On the boulevard, in the avenue
It's a long walk, now that we ridin'

Yo, niggas is not original
Niggas follow the radio
Niggas think if you blow
Then you gotta be on the TV show

Crackas is hypocritical
Crackas will rob and shit on you
'Cause see you do what they do
They know freedom is powerful

Niggas is very visual
If we see it, we think it's true
Very few niggas make a move
And even less'll see it through

Crackas make up the chemicals
Then they call us the criminals
Crackas make all the loot
And we just get the residuals

Niggas will rob and shoot on you
Crackas will drop a bomb on you
Niggas is having funerals
Crackas is having barbecues

Niggas sing the blues
That's reminicin' the spiritual
But when you say gawd is you
Niggas ain't really hearing you

Crackas like to capitalize
Them crackas a lie
They say if you don't unionize
Then you'll probably die

I hate callin' niggas, niggas
So I'ma take it backwards
But I got now love for Whithey
I love callin 'em crackas

Country boys, city boys
Cadillacs, Rolly Royce
Whatever, long as we ridin'
Pretty girls, ghetto boos
On the boulevard, in the avenue
It's a long a walk, now that we ridin'

Yeah, I call myself real N I G G A
'Cause Kweli be showin' on the floor
And they policies, my philosophies
Show you that the block is a part of me

Freedom fighter like Richard Carter be
It's deep how the street knowledge beef
'Cause it ran like a code inside of me
It's practical, not scholarly

Now why do I call myself a nigga, you ask me
Who's got my back when the cops harass me
New York, L.A or Cincinnati
Can ride the train or with the Caddie

When they call you, nigga they scared of you
They fearin' you so actually
If crack is gone, be fearing niggas
Then that's what the fuck I have to be now

It's a badge of honor
And some say that shit's absurd
It's more than just a word
We flip the shit like it's a bird

Pass it down through generations
Then cuss you out and say it loud
The first generation of muthafuckas
To grab our nuts and say it proud

Country niggas or city niggas
Tupac niggas or biggie niggas
In the corridor, floor or door
And all my Mississippi niggas

We connected all throughout
The north, the east, the west, the south
And if a white boy say the shit
He'll still get punched right in the mouth

Country boys, city boys
Cadillacs, Rolly Royce
Whatever, long as we ridin'
Pretty girls, ghetto boos
On the boulevard, in the avenue
It's a long walk, now that we ridin'

All they got for you is a cell, my nigga
They want you dead or in jail without rebel, my nigga
In the streets, it's similar to hell, my nigga
But we gonna boss up and live well, my nigga

You see, all they got for you is a cell, my nigga
They want you dead or in jail without rebel, my nigga
In the streets, it's similar to hell, my nigga
But we gonna boss up and live well, my nigga

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Looking For A Fox - Lyrics - Blues Brothers

Title: Looking For A Fox
Artist: Blues Brothers
Composer(s): Wilbur Terrell, Marcus Lewis Daniel, Rick Hall, Clarence Carter

Lyric:
I'm all alone and fancy free
Oh, but that ain't the way I want be
Now girls get your game up tight
We're gonna have a wing, ding doodle tonight

But right now
I'm looking for a fox
I'm looking for a fox
I'm looking for a fox

Tonight the sky's the limit
I got some money and I wanna spend it
It's Saturday night and I wanna play
I'm gonna groove till the break of day

Now look a here
I'm looking for a fox
I'm looking for a fox
I'm looking for a fox

Got a brand new pin stripe suit of clothes
Big wide polka-dot tie
Cuff links as big as J-bird eggs
And look at that shoes made out of alligator hide

Well say something else here
I'm ripe and ready and hot to trot
Boy you on fire
Girl you can get everything I got
He'll take it too

I got got the money if got the time
we open all night
All you gotta do is gimme a sign
Look a hear

I'm looking for a fox
I'm looking for a fox
I'm looking for a fox

I'm looking for a fox
I'm looking for a fox
I'm looking for a fox

I'm looking for a fox
I'm looking for a fox
I'm looking for a fox

I'm looking for a fox
Hey Mac, you know something?
You can sing man

Looking for a fox
Looking for a fox
Looking for a fox

Looking for a fox
Looking for a fox
Looking for a fox

Looking for a fox
Looking for a fox
Looking for a fox

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