Windy Town - Lyrics - Chris Rea

Title: Windy Town
Artist: Chris Rea
Composer(s): Chris Rea

Lyric:
Driving down from the highland line
We done some gigs on the Clyde and the Tyne
They flew us in from a Hamburg strip
The taste of Dusseldorf still on our lips

And on the bus, there is a friend of mine
We go way back to the scene of the crime
We sit up front and share a cigarette
And try to remember what we tried to forget

He said, "Do you remember?"
He said, "Do you recall?"
I said, "Yeah I remember
Oh, I remember it all"

Every time that cold wind blows
Every time I hear that sound
Late night trains shunting down by the river
I remember windy town

We come so far and we move so fast
Making hay, see it all go past
Round the world and round again
Up and down on that gravy train

Every time that cold wind blows
Every time I hear that sound
East coast cross winds on the cold wet stone
I remember windy town

The freezing corners and the empty streets
The burning passion and the cold wet feet
Three tricky miles home every night
Dodging from the shadows underneath those amber lights

No car for kissing and nowhere to go
Except inside each other and I loved you so
I held your face as you shivered in the rain
Girl, I'll always love you and I'll love you again

Oh, every time, every time
Every time that cold wind blows
Every time I hear that sound
Late night trains shunting down by the river
I remember windy town

Every time that cold wind blows
Every time I hear that sound
East coast cross winds on the cold wet stone
I remember, I remember windy town

There it goes
Oh, windy town
Oh, windy town
Windy town

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Windy Town - Lyrics - Rod Stewart

Title: Windy Town
Artist: Rod Stewart
Composer(s): Chris Rea

Lyric:
Driving home from the highland line
We done some gigs on the Clyde and the Tyne
They flew us in from a Hamburg strip
The taste of Dusseldorf still on our lips

And on the bus there is a friend of mine
We go way back to the scene of the crime
Sit up front and share a cigarette
And try to remember what we tried to forget

He said, "Do you remember?"
He said, "Do you recall?"
I said, "Yeah I remember
Oh I remember it all"

Every time the cold wind blows
Every time I hear the sound
Late night trains shunting down by the river
I remember windy town

We come so far and we move so fast
Making hay see it all go past
Round the world and round again
Up and down on that gravy train

Every time the cold wind blows
Every time I hear the sound
East coast cross winds on the cold wet stone
I remember windy town

I've seen it all before

The freezing corners and the empty streets
The burning passion and the cold wet feet
Three tricky miles home every night
Dodging from the shadows underneath the amber lights

No car for kissing and nowhere to go
Except inside each other and I loved you so
I held your face as you shivered in the rain
Girl, I'll always love you and I'll love you again
Oh everytime, yeah everytime

Every time the cold wind blows
Every time I hear that sound
Late night trains shunting down by the river
I remember windy town

Every time the cold wind blows
Every time I hear the sound
East coast cross winds on the cold wet stone
I remember, I remember windy town

There it goes, there it goes windy town

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Wanted Man - Lyrics - Flatt And Scruggs

Title: Wanted Man
Artist: Flatt And Scruggs
Composer(s): Bob Dylan

Lyric:
I'm a wanted man
Wanted man
I'm a wanted man
I'm a wanted man

Oh yeah
Yeah
Oh honey, I'm a wanted man

I'm a wanted man in California
I'm a wanted man in Buffalo
I'm a wanted man in Kansas City
I'm a wanted man in Ohio

I'm a wanted man in Mississippi
They want me in Old Cheyenne
Wherever you may look tonight
You will see this wanted man

I might be in Colorado
Or Georgia by the sea
Working for some man
Who may not know at all who I might be

If you ever see me comin'
And you know just a who I am
Don't breathe a word to no one buddy
'Cause I'm a wanted man

Wanted man in Albuquerque
Wanted man in Syracuse
Wanted man in Tallahassee
I'm a wanted man in Baton Rouge

Wanted man in Arizona
Wanted man in Galveston
Wanted man in El Dorado
This wanted man's in great demand

If you ever catch me sleepin'
Just see the price flashin' 'bove my head
Well, take look again my friend
That's a gun pointed at your head

Wanted man by Lucy Watson
Wanted man by Jesse Brown
Wanted man by Nellie Johnson
Wanted man in [Incomprehensible] town

Wanted man by the Boller Sisters
Wanted man by Kid Callahan
Hey darlin' don't you tell me you don't want me
'Cause I'm a wanted man

A wanted man who's lost his will to live
A wanted man who won't lay down
There's a woman kneelin' in on my grave
Pushin' daisies in the ground

Wanted man in the Windy City
Wanted man in Tennessee
Wanted man in Broken Arrow
Wanted man in Wounded Knee

Wanted man in Jackson Town
Wanted man in El Paso
I got bounties on my head in towns
I wouldn't ever think to go

Wanted Man in Arizona
Wanted man in Louisville
Wanted man deep in Death Valley
Wanted man up in the Hollywood Hill

If the Devil comes collectin'
'Cause he doesn't know I'm a wanted man
He'd better wear a six gun on his hip
And hold another in his hand

If you love the wanted man
You best hold him while you can
'Cause you're gonna wake up one mornin'
And find the man you wanted, he is gone

Wanted man in New York City
Wanted man in San Anton'
Wanted man down in Lorado
Wanted man in Tupelo

Wanted man in the state of Texas
Wanted man in the state of Maine
This wanted man's in the state of leavin' ya baby
Jumpin' on a midnight train

Wanted man in every cat house
Wanted man in a many saloons
Wanted man is a ghost in hundred homes
A shadow in a thousand rooms

Wanted man down in St. Louis
Wanted man in New Orleans
Wanted man on Mussel Bay
Wanted man in Cripple Creek

Wanted man in Detroit City
Wanted man in San Anton'
But there's one place I'm not wanted Lord
It's the place that I call home

Wanted man, wanted man
If the devil comes collectin'
He better hold a six gun in his hand

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Back Home - Lyrics - The Rising Tied - Fort Minor

Title: Back Home
Album: The Rising Tied
Artist: Fort Minor
Composer(s): Mike Shinoda, Lonnie Rashid Lynn, Takbir Khalid Bashir, Ryan Patrick Maginn

Lyric:
Yeah, y'all everybody's take you out to the tiff, to the crib
Let's do it Mike, yeah

Back home, everybody's searching for somethin'
But all they can find is a whole lot of nothin'
Back home, ain't nobody hoping and praying
'Cause they feel like nothing can save 'em

And they try to hold out but they can't fight the fact that
Life goes black when those lights go out
But I guess you gotta just watch out for your own
'Cause ain't a damn thing free back home

Back home, they holler 'Disciple' and 'Blackstone'
Same block the freebase yo we trapped on
Where our grandmothers marched the guns clap on
There's liquor stores, beauty supplies, and rap songs

I travel the world just to come back to it
The crib got a lot of soul like black music I'm attached to it
In many ways this city raised me and gave me
The drama, honor, and bravery

The streets seem hollow when I go to Chicago
It's cheap wine and sorrow times is hard to swallow
In search of God's tomorrow I borrow words from the
Bible and use them for survival gangs rival

Signs painted on walls like hiero, glyphics
I tell 'em that this is all tribal
Used to do dirt Shorty's goin' through the same cycle
And trials like Michael tryin' not to stay idle

Back home, everybody's searching for somethin'
But all they can find is a whole lot of nothin'
Back home, ain't nobody hoping and praying
'Cause they feel like nothing can save 'em

And they try to hold out but they can't fight the fact that
Life goes black when those lights go out
But I guess you gotta just watch out for your own
'Cause ain't a damn thing free back home

Back home, it's not Compton but close
The same problems exist and the pain throbbin'
And folks are so common
It don't really bother us much we just swallow it
Crack the bottle and smoke hope tomorrow something

Magical happens that'll put me back in the biz
But the chances of it actually happening's kinda slim
Back home, we get the good life at a glimpse
In the form of a rap star, drug dealers, and pimps
I'm back home

I try my best to keep it together it's cold
Like the windy city streets of December
I pace back and forth looking for the courage to shine
But can't lap the source need something to nourish my mind

I know we all lose quite a bit in life only to gain some
Life or the dark winding roads we came from
But I move with the night so I'm used to the shade
And never lose sight bringing truth back to the game

Back home, we've got a lot of shit on our minds
We're always behind on something 'cause there's not enough time
And we're non-stop bottom line doing what we gotta do
To get some food in the fridge and stay out of the hospital

Back home, there's people calling us hopeless
People trying to tell us all we need is some focus
But focus, focus is overrated
'Cause you see every blemish and mistake and can't change it

Back home is Alvarado K-Town and J-Town
Or Little Tokyo for those that don't know
Where figures shiver living right in the littler
Where kids write bigger right inside the L.A. river

On the concrete a symbol of our everyday way
It's that color and concentration over heavy and gray
And by the time the ink dries on this page
I'll be half a day away from the place where I stay

Back home, everybody's searching for somethin'
But all they can find is a whole lot of nothin'
Back home, ain't nobody hoping and praying
'Cause they feel like nothing can save 'em

And they try to hold out but they can't fight the fact that
Life goes black when those lights go out
But I guess you gotta just watch out for your own
'Cause ain't a damn thing free back home

We're takin' you back home y'all
Yeah, it's Common Sense, my God Mike
SLP yeah this is how we won't change
It's good music, this all for you baby, yeah

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Here In Frisco - Lyrics - Merle Haggard

Title: Here In Frisco
Artist: Merle Haggard
Composer(s): Merle Haggard

Lyric:
It's four a.m. in New York City, three a.m. in Dallas
The night is still early here in Frisco
Market street's still going, the same old shows are showing
And I'm still all alone here in Frisco

They say it's raining in Chicago, but it's cold and clear in Denver
Been windy all night long here in Frisco
Trolley cars are clinging, the big Bay Town's swinging
And I'm still all alone here in Frisco

The way I feel tonight, I won't be staying long
But when I leave, I'll leave my heart just like in the famous song
Trolley cars are clinging, the big Bay Town's swinging
And I'm still all alone here in Frisco
And I'm still all alone here in Frisco

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South Bay Cities - Lyrics - Great White

Title: South Bay Cities
Artist: Great White
Composer(s): Michael Lardie, Alan Niven

Lyric:
Bye New York, so long Philly
Hollywood your Wacko City
Chicago got just too damn windy for me

Frisco's fine apart from that line
New Orleans is just a good time
And southern belles boy
Suddenly ring my chimes, yeah

But my feet are achin' to feel the sound
Of those Golden Town
(I call it home, man)

We call 'em, South Bay Cities
Only place I call my home, my home
(Right down in)
South Bay Cities

Sweetest life I've ever known
If you can't find me baby
Well, that breeze has gone
And blown me home
(Right down home, come on)

Well, big old sun and cool sea breezes
Roller girls ain't no teases
I know she'll do just what she pleases for me
Ain't no stoppin' the rain tree rockin'

After hours one stop shoppin'
And Blotz is always totally out of his mind
And my dream is sleepin'
Right in the arms of those Golden Town
(Talking about boys)

Talking about, South Bay Cities
Only place I call my home
You know there?s South Bay Cities

That?s the sweetest life I?ve ever known
And If you can?t find me baby
That breeze has gone and blown me home
(C'mon play like you know it boy, ha, ha)

We call ?em South Bay Cities
That?s the only place we call our home
(Yeah, yeah, yeah)
Ridin? South Bay Cities

That?s sweetest life we?ve ever known
(Known known known)
Lord if you can?t find me baby
That breeze has gone and blown me home

C?mon, I said, South Bay Cities
(Alright)
I?m talkin? about, South Bay Cities

Now if you can?t find me momma
That breeze has gone and blown me home

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I Need A Man - Lyrics - Foxy Brown

Title: I Need A Man
Artist: Foxy Brown
Composer(s): Seven Aurelius, Bob Bacon, Phylicia Celeste, Inga Marchand

Lyric:
(I just need a)
Yo 7, this is Fever man, yes, indeed
This is another Ill Na Na production
Ill Na Na, Def Jam, baby, all the way, yes

From the streets of BK
To the streets of Long Beach, Compton
L.A., Los Angeles, y'know, California
(Aurelius 7)

I just need a, I just need a man
(Back up in New York City, the strong streets down in H-Town)
Strong and understands
(To the Windy City of Chicago, Chi Town)

All my life's demands, all my loving
(To the city of brotherly love, Philadelphia)

I just need a, not jealous of me
(Down in the Sunshine State, Miami)
Loves me for just me
(This is how we do it, baby)

Tellin' you the real is that I need a
(C'mon, yeah, yes)
I just need a

Homie, look, what you sellin', I ain't buyin'
With dude I'm done, tell him I ain't cryin'
You'll see the proof when I drop my album
It's the past now, plus dawg I'm better without him
(I just need a)
Dude that act right
If my life go dim, he can be my flashlight
Not the rebound dude who abused his last wife
A dude that ain't afraid to lose the mack life

And you don't got to question if he truly care
A little, dinner here, movie there
And he won't treat his wifey like his last whore, see
Is that too much to ask for?
But, I'm wiser now, I'm older now
And the truth is, a need a man to hold me down
And by now most dudes know what, "Na Na, be like"
So this time when I'm doing it, I'm doin' it right, yes

I just need a, I just need a man
(Woo)
Strong and understands
(Ill Na Na, baby)
All my life's demands, all my loving
(Yeah, yes)

I just need a, not jealous of me
(Oh)
Loves me for just me
Tellin' you the real is that I need a
I just need a

The dread straight jealous of mine
I put him on, you would think he would relish the time
But he didn't, kept fibbin' and kept his feelings hidden
Intimidated, slowly the love disintegrated, it's like I'm driving
(I just need a)
Making a wrong turn, woo
I need stability, something that's long term and
Maybe a dude with no kids
But he get deported, I'm troopin' his whole bid now
(I just need a)

A dude that respect his moms
Ain't afraid of the marriage or pushin' our baby carriage, whoa
I come home and he runnin' my bath
Late night's stressed out but he makin' me laugh and
(I just need a)
A dude that my brothers approve
A thorough man by my side if I win or I lose
But if I'm cool or I'm spazzin', we still a team
Dubbin' hard in the dancehall bashment

I just need a, I just need a man
Strong and understands
All my life's demands, all my loving

I just need a, not jealous of me
Loves me for just me
Tellin' you, the real is that I need a
I just need a

Built for the struggle and he move with integrity
Can handle my celebrity
A dude that's in love with Inga, respect Fox
And put a blue stone on my finger
(I just need a)
And cry with me, if we fight, we fight
But if I'm right, if I'm wrong, I'm right
And, homie look, what you sellin' I ain't buyin'
With dude I'm done, tell him I ain't cryin'

I just need a, I just need a man
(Now ladies throw ya hands up high)
Strong and understands
(And tell 'em niggas no longer we gon' cry)

All my life's demands
(And this a new year now)
All my loving
(Y'all don't have to fear now 'cuz ya girl Fox here now)

I just need a, not jealous of me
(So throw ya hands up high)
Loves me for just me
(And tell these niggas no longer we gon' cry)

Tellin' you
(And this a new year now)
The real is that I need a
(Y'all don't have to fear now 'cuz ya girl Fox here now, yes)
I just need a

Lookin' for a thug, oh baby, baby, baby
(Yo 7, this is Fever, man)
I just need a
I'm just lookin' for a thug, oh baby, baby, baby
I just need a

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Torches - Lyrics - Rise Against

Title: Torches
Artist: Rise Against
Composer(s): Brandon Barnes, Todd Mohney, Joseph Principe, Timothy Mcilrath

Lyric:
On clearer days I can see the lights
From my bedroom door
On windy nights I can smell the lake
As it drifts to me from the shore

The traffic lights silently change
A thousand times a day
But I'm still waiting
Yeah, I'm still waiting

What if my hand could block the sun
Would we ever wake up?
What if I turned back all these clocks
Would that be time enough?

I can't remember exactly
When this longing began
But I know it wasn't before the day
You touched my hand

Laugh and shout in blissful daze
And numbers are exchanged
I'm still waiting
Yeah, I'm still waiting

What if my hand could block the sun
Would we ever wake up?
And if I turned back all these clocks
Would that be time enough?

So put your hands where I can see them
And shut your mouth, I know who you are
In a world void of feeling
Or heart I know that we are the torches in the dark

Let's break this down
Let's make this count
Let's leave this one-horse town
No better time than now

Let's break this down
Let's make this count
Let's leave this one-horse town
No better time than now

The angels dance
Like feathers float
They're here to see
And to be seen

The clock strikes two
The music slows
And each one slowly
Dons their wings

Once outside they all pair off
And hand in hand they leave
But I'm still waiting
Yeah, I'm still waiting

What if my hand could block the sun
Would we ever wake up?
And if I turned back all these clocks
Would that be time enough?
Will we ever wake up?

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Lyrical Molestation - Lyrics - Da Brat

Title: Lyrical Molestation
Artist: Da Brat
Composer(s): H Magidson, Sean Combs, Jermaine Dupri, Christopher Wallice, Shawntae Harris, A Wrubel, Nasheim Myrick

Lyric:
They can only leave to live the linguistic
Full metal jacket of the macular ballistic
Shooting off at the mouth without chap or blistics
I got hairs on my funk and I didn't flunk diaper rash

I'm hooked on phonics packing a vicious vocabulary
Malicious with malice and mayhem straight out of a P-funk dictionary
Give me the mic and watch me slay them
Those lame and illiterate poeticistics pisses me off [unverified]

Be missing me with that shit, putting your petty torched packaged
Pathetically in front of me I suppress, I'll rest of the best of MC's regularly
In the beginning I was 'bout it, slid in and we write it
This shit deplace, y'all bitches wouldn't even thinking 'bout hit

Heads flipped shittin' hard on niggas
With a name like Brat exotic, cars and large bank figures
A high rank nigga shop squat taker, maker of some hot shit lose
Makin' it hard for all y'all bitches to move around like moose

Truth whatever touch come through in a clutch
Bitch beat me never heard of such niggas, say I'm just too much
Consisted dollar clocker sippin' a daily vodka
Private chopper live and die hip hopper

With the platinum touch that's what the fuck up
And I ain't tryna pack and slack shit
I'm tryna pack and stack shit, to continue to make phat shit

And niggas know, the lyrical molestin' is takin' place
And when Da Brat is in your area, your shit ain't safe
To live my whole life lavish, I lust plus crushin'
Competitions a must, every time I bust

And niggas know, the lyrical molestin' is takin' place
And when Da Brat is in your area, your shit ain't safe
To live my whole life lavish, I lust plus crushin'
Competitions a must, every time I bust

I'm livin' in high times with a lifeline when the sun don't shine often
Taught the bandits' testimy was to never let no nigga see me soften
Coughin' up liph in the morning from choking on dank daily
Beware my attitude, shady pay me and serenade this lady

Reach the possible limits, no gimmick lyrics
Livin' trife and lavish Ms. Harris with 25 karats
To cherish the iced out Oyster Perpetual Roll
The swish and burn it slow, cats me know

Never fishin' for roaches or smokin' the hocus pocus
Once I was the brokest bitch, now I bought the dopest shit
The poker Chips get place on the misses with [unverified]
To shoot hits Chi town's windy city creeper weed keeper
Redrumming niggas like the shining when the molestation begins

And niggas know, the lyrical molestin' is takin' place
And when Da Brat is in your area, your shit ain't safe
To live my whole life lavish, I lust plus crushin'
Competitions a must, every time I bust

And niggas know, the lyrical molestin' is takin' place
And when Da Brat is in your area, your shit ain't safe
To live my whole life lavish, I lust plus crushin'
Competitions a must, every time I bust

If you consider yourself to be a competitor
The object of the game is to bury ya
Get the cheddar, the mo', the merrier, 312 the area
Prepare for my brigade to stay paid and obligated

To knock off niggas in ways you only saw take place in animation
Your expiration date is pass due you copied off this shit
To last you to infinity, finna be multimillion in a minute
Only solo hope to do more than your average bitch

Making niggas sick and having fifth watchin' me push the big six
Admit it I'm Da type to get addicted to like China
Why you fucking wit pure dough? Tonight's da night, we all get high
Niggas know Brat take without askin', leaving everlasting gashes
On you bastards lyrical assassin and niggas know

Therefore this rap redemption, introdention of competition
Made some motherfucker before the first admission
Gets to a centamout and I sipped fout, rhyming at infinite
And my pee in the fountain then I claw clutchin the cliff
'Cuz I gotta get higher into the mantic

Or nabs' sucker geezees going crazy hacking or channel fool
All the slackin' rappers I pack I pack a bag
I travel to the peninsula with the posy I peep over the edge
Drop a rock over your head as you leaving up the ledge

To lead on leaving your mink on untangling your mic chord
You mighta woulda been better in battling your [unverified] is bogus silly pose it
Putting your petty torched packaged pathetically In front of me
I suppress I'll rest of the best of MC's regularly

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Stranger - Lyrics - Electric Light Orchestra

Title: Stranger
Artist: Electric Light Orchestra
Composer(s): Jeff Lynne

Lyric:
On a cold and windy morning
Said goodbye to my old friends
They were hangin' around the corner
They were stayin' till the end, till the end

On the other side of midnight
I was lookin' for a place to stay
And one thing's sure for certain
I ain't never goin' back again, no more

The streetlights looked so pretty
As they spread into a town
I was lookin' for another sundown
And my head was spinnin' round and round
Round and round

Lookin' through the eyes of a stranger
(I'm looking through the eyes)
Lookin' through the eyes of danger
Lookin' at the all-night dancer
(I'm looking through the eyes)
Never takin' all the chances
Of a stranger

As I walked into the main street
Saw a crowd across the square
And I heard a guitar playin'
And I saw you standing there, standing there

Lookin' through the eyes of a stranger
(I'm looking through the eyes)
Lookin' through the eyes of danger
Lookin' at the all-night dancer
(I'm looking through the eyes)
Never takin' all the chances
Of a stranger

Distant bells they started ringing
Somewhere far off in the night
And the place was full of loneliness
That disappeared from sight

Lookin' through the eyes of a stranger
(I'm looking through the eyes)
Lookin' through the eyes of danger
Lookin' at the all-night dancer
(I'm looking through the eyes)
Never takin' all the chances
Of a stranger, lookin' through the eyes of a stranger

I am never going back
Never going back

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Shadows - Lyrics - Gordon Lightfoot

Title: Shadows
Artist: Gordon Lightfoot
Composer(s): Gordon Lightfoot

Lyric:
Won't you reach out, love and touch me
Let me hold you for awhile?
I been all around the world
Oh, how I long to see you smile

There's a shadow on the moon
And the waters here below
Do not shine the way they should
And I love you just in case you didn't know
Let it go

Let it happen like it happened once before
It's a wicked wind and it chills me to the bone
And if you do not believe me
Come and gaze upon the shadow at your door

Won't you lie down by me, baby
Run your fingers through my hands?
I been all around the town
And still I do not understand

Is it me or is it you?
Or the shadow of a dream?
Is it wrong to be in love?
Could it be the finest love I've ever seen?
Set it free

Let it happen like it happened once before
It's a wicked wind and it chills me to the bone
And if you do not believe me
Come and gaze upon the shadow at your door

Please kiss me gently, darling
Where that river runs away
From the mountains in the spring time
On a blue and windy day

Where there's beauty all around
As the shades of night grow deep
When the morning stars grow dim
They will find us in the shadows fast asleep
Let it go

Let it happen like it happened once before
It's a wicked wind and it chills me to the bone
And if you do not believe me
Come and gaze upon the shadow at your door

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Get Right - Lyrics - Dark Days Bright Nights - Bubba Sparxxx

Title: Get Right
Album: Dark Days Bright Nights
Artist: Bubba Sparxxx
Composer(s): Tim Mosley, Warren Anderson Mathis

Lyric:
Get your ass up, get your ass up, get your ass up

I hear your car keys jinglin', go 'head an' crank it up
Spent a thousand on the liquor, but tonight it ain't enough
'Cause this town is full of drankers an' they all hang with us
Grabbed Betty by the arm, told her man, "Stay in touch"

We takin' this one all the way from Athens to Virginia
Hit Timmy for a hundred, that's the last one I'ma lend ya
Ol' girl wanna kick it but she not on my agenda
Did I ever love her? Well, not that I remember

Twerk that, work that, Betty, where your purse at?
Snatch Daddy's credit cards, here, take his shirt back
Where the hell my car at, does anybody know?
If it ain't back in five, everybody gotta go

Ah, to Hell with it, y'all keep that little Honda
I'm waitin' on some Beams from this bitch named Yolanda
Y'all lookin' all tired, shit, I'm just wakin' up
By the way, when you get up out my bed, make it up

Boy, take that shot, I'll take that shot
Girl, hit tonight, I'll hit tonight
Boy, crank this spot, I'll crank this spot
Girl, get me right, I'll get you right

Boy, take that shot, I'll take that shot
Girl, hit tonight, I'll hit tonight
Boy, crank this spot, I'll crank this spot
Girl, get me right, I'll get you right

Aight, get your ass out my bed, I'm through playin'
You wanna stay the night, what the hell is you sayin'?
I ain't tryin' to come across to you as inconsiderate
But Momma always said if you don't love it then get rid of it

Besides, I got thirty dogs waitin' in the yard
They gotta eat too, girl, don't make it hard
I'm kinda difficult to understand at first contact
Offered you a beer, don't be expectin' much beyond that

Aww, shit, y'all quit, I'm winnin'
Drownin' in a pool of alcohol an' I'm swimmin'
You wanna play with me but can't last nine innings
Since you wanna chase, what you like, lime, lemon?

I'll make an open challenge to this whole industry
We can do it with tequila, Bourbon gin or Hennessey
Have you butt naked pukin' in a purple Limousine
I ain't doin' shit but drankin', do some rappin' in between

Boy, take that shot, I'll take that shot
Girl, hit tonight, I'll hit tonight
Boy, crank this spot, I'll crank this spot
Girl, get me right, I'll get you right

Boy, take that shot, I'll take that shot
Girl, hit tonight, I'll hit tonight
Boy, crank this spot, I'll crank this spot
Girl, get me right, I'll get you right

We lit tonight, ain't we?
She gettin' right, ain't she?
We ain't gon' stop, is we?
Until we all dizzy

I walked in like a star an' I ain't even with Timmy
Stop bein' hard, baby, girl, I give plenty
I seem like a prick 'cause I got some shit in me
Grab your Long Johns, boy, it's gettin' a bit windy

You really wanna know the secret to this white pimpin'?
Though I might love 'em, I don't really like women
New the next day an' finally the night ended
Lookin' back on it that shit was quite splendid

Boy, take that shot, I'll take that shot
Girl, hit tonight, I'll hit tonight
Boy, crank this spot, I'll crank this spot
Girl, get me right, I'll get you right

Boy, take that shot, I'll take that shot
Girl, hit tonight, I'll hit tonight
Boy, crank this spot, I'll crank this spot
Girl, get me right, I'll get you right

Boy, take that shot, I'll take that shot
Girl, hit tonight, I'll hit tonight
Boy, crank this spot, I'll crank this spot
Girl, get me right, I'll get you right

Boy, take that shot, I'll take that shot
Girl, hit tonight, I'll hit tonight
Boy, crank this spot, I'll crank this spot
Girl, get me right, I'll get you right

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Goodbye Hollywood - Lyrics - Richard Marx

Title: Goodbye Hollywood
Artist: Richard Marx
Composer(s): Richard Marx

Lyric:
Born and raised in the windy city
I moved west to kick start a dream
What I found was a town without pity
It will chew you up and swallow you clean, yeah

I?m amazed at the life I?m living
Don?t want to seem like I?m rocking the boat
But it ain?t all about taking but giving
I feel something tugging at my coat

No one ever told me it would be like this
There?d be something called home that?s too hard to miss

I?m saying goodbye to the glamor
Back to the old neighborhood
All that I need is a place that I can breathe
I?m saying goodbye to Hollywood

Done my time in the hoodoo jungle
Tired of waking up in another man?s dream
I?ve got the ball and I ain?t gonna fumble
Gonna make a winner of this team

All that ever mattered were the goals I chased
Now, I?m ready to run in the human race

I?m saying goodbye to the glamor
Life never tasted so good
All that I need is a place that I can breathe
I?m saying goodbye to Hollywood

Me and the Mrs. done made up our minds
We?re gonna give our boys a little less sunshine
Call it running say what you like
I?ve got my own definition of paradise, yeah, yeah

I?d rather be knee deep in snow than knee deep in jive
I may be cold but my soul is alive

I?m saying goodbye to the glamor
Back to the young neighbor
All that I need is a place that I can breathe
I?m saying goodbye to Hollywood, yeah, yeah, yeah now

I?m saying goodbye to Hollywood
I?m saying goodbye to Hollywood, yeah, yeah, oh now
[Incomprehensible] goodbye to Hollywood

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Get Rhythm - Lyrics - The Essential Johnny Cash - Johnny Cash

Title: Get Rhythm
Album: The Essential Johnny Cash
Artist: Johnny Cash
Composer(s): John R Cash

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Lyric:
Hey, get rhythm when you get the blues
Hey, get rhythm when you get the blues
Yes a jumpy rhythm makes you feel so fine
It'll shake all the trouble from your worried mind
Get rhythm when you get the blues

Little shoeshine boy never gets low down
But he's got the dirtiest job in town
Bendin' low at the peoples' feet
On the windy corner of the dirty street
Well, I asked him while he shined my shoes
How'd he keep from gettin' the blues?
He grinned as he raised his little head
Popped a shoeshine rag and then he said

"Get rhythm when you get the blues
Hey, get rhythm when you get the blues
It only costs a dime, just a nickel a shoe
Does a million dollars worth of good for you
Get rhythm when you get the blues

Hey, get rhythm when you get the blues
Hey, get rhythm when you get the blues
Yes a jumpy rhythm makes you feel so fine
It'll shake all the trouble from your worried mind
Get rhythm when you get the blues"

Well, I sat down to listen to the shoeshine boy
And I thought I was gonna jump for joy
Slapped on the shoe polish left and right
He took a shoeshine rag and he held it tight
He stopped once to wipe the sweat away
I said you're a mighty little boy to be workin' that way
He said "I like it" with a big wide grin
He kept on a poppin' and he said again

"Get rhythm when you get the blues
Hey, get rhythm when you get the blues
Get a rock 'n' roll feelin' in your bones
Get taps on your toes and get gone
Get rhythm when you get the blues"

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Get Rhythm - Lyrics - Rockabilly Riot, Vol. 1: A Tribute to Sun Records - Brian Setzer

Title: Get Rhythm
Album: Rockabilly Riot, Vol. 1: A Tribute to Sun Records
Artist: Brian Setzer
Composer(s): John R Cash

Lyric:
[Incomprehensible] get rhythm when you get the blues
Get rhythm, people, when you get the blues
Get a rock n' roll, feel it in your bones
Tap on your toes and just get gone
Get rhythm when you get the blues

Little shoeshine boy never gets low down
He's got the dirtiest job in town
Bendin' low at the people's feet
On the windy corner of the dirty street

When I asked him while he shined my shoes
How'd he keeps from gettin' the blues
He grinned and he shook his little head
Popped a shoeshine rag and then he said

"Get rhythm, get rhythm when you get the blues
Get rhythm when you get the blues
Get a rock n' roll, feel it in your bones
Tap on your toes and just get gone
Get rhythm when you get the blues"

"[Incomprehensible] get rhythm when you get the blues
Get rhythm when you get the blues
Get a rock n' roll feel it in your bones
Tap on your toes and just get gone
Get rhythm when you get the blues"

Well, I stopped to listen to the shoeshine boy
And I thought I was gonna jump for joy
Slapped on the shoe polish, left and right
He took a shoeshine rag, and he held it tight

He stopped once to wipe the sweat away
"You're a mighty little boy to be a workin' that way"
He said, "I like it" with a big wide grin
And he kept on poppin' and he said again

"Get rhythm, get rhythm when you get the blues
[Incomprehensible] get rhythm when you get the blues
Well, a jumpy rhythm make you feel so fine
[Incomprehensible] all the troubles from your worried mind
Get rhythm when you get the blues"

"Get rhythm when you get the blues
Get rhythm when you get the blues
Get a rock n' roll, feel it in your bones
Tap on your toes and get gone
Get rhythm, you better get rhythm when you get the blues"

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A Place Called Home - Lyrics - Rise - Kim Richey

Title: A Place Called Home
Album: Rise
Artist: Kim Richey
Composer(s): Kim Richey, Mike Henderson

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Lyric:
It's not hard to see anyone who looks at me
Knows I am just a rolling stone
Never landed any place to call my own
To call my own

Well it seems like so long ago
But it really ain't you know, I started off a crazy kid
Miracle I made it though the things I did
The things I did

Some day I'll go where there ain't no rain or snow
Till then I'll travel alone
And I'll make my bed with the stars above my head
And dream of a place called home

I had a chance to settle down, get a job and live in town
Work in some old factory
I never liked the foreman standing over me
Over me

No I rather walk a windy road, rather know the things I know
See the world with my own eye
No regrets, no looking back, no good byes
No good byes

Some day I'll go where there ain't no rain or snow
Till then I'll travel alone
And I'll make my bed with the stars above my head
And dream of a place called home

Na na na na
Na na na na na
Na na na na
Na na na na na ah na
Ah na na na na na

And some day I'll go where there ain't no rain nor snow
Till then I'll travel alone
And I make my bed with the stars above my head
And dream of a place called home

Some day I'll go where there ain't no rain nor snow
Dream of a place called home

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Molly - Lyrics - John Denver

Title: Molly
Artist: John Denver
Composer(s): Biff Rose

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Lyric:
When I was a young man
I ran away from home
I went to join the circus
Went to see the cotton candy whirl

And make me lots of money on my own
For Molly, oh, my pretty Molly
But she's waiting all alone
Someday, soon I will return to her

Then I made the big time
Bright lights show biz
I'm really in the circus
There's only one thing wrong

I haven't saved a penny on my own
For Molly, oh, my pretty Molly
But she's writing every day
Molly understands, so it's okay

Ride a windy box car
See a thousand children, young and old
Oh, that grease paint smile
Can hide your soul

Here comes a carousel
Guess which town it is
Feel the thrill
Grease paint covers everything but winter's chill

I'm reading Molly's letter, the ink is fading
And the page is turning yellow
Long ago, I promised Molly
Don't you know I, I will close my eyes and go to her

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How We Used To Live - Lyrics - Saint Etienne

Title: How We Used To Live
Artist: Saint Etienne
Composer(s): Sarah Cracknell, Peter Stewart Wiggs, Bob Stanley

Lyric:
A rose scented June
A rose he pulled in June
They're full upon the lawn
The doctor came at dawn

An old daily care
And Suzie Banana Stand
Through frosted windowpane
Your father's middle name

From a train
And everywhere the snow falls
Sail away, sail away, sail away, sail away

A veil of faded blue
A Ruben's old curfew
One windy winter's day
A Windsor market day

People say
Everywhere the snow falls
Sail away, sail away, sail away, sail away
Sail away, sail away, sail away, sail away

She's moving down the seaside
'Cause that's where he comes from
He gave away all of her records
Is that where she belongs?

Better think it through
Remember who
Is there something new?
Or is it you again?

Sail away, sail away, sail away
Sail away, sail away, sail away
Sail away, sail away, sail away
Sail away, sail away, sail away

So take your red gown
And go down to the dam
To do as you please
On the streets of your town

The whistling kind
Shake it out of your mind
It could be the day
When you finally say

Sail away, sail away
Sail away, sail away, sail away
Sail away, on and on, on and on
On and on, on and on, on and on, on and on

Up the riverbank and under the viaduct
Causeway full of nice cars
The sand a distant dream

[Incomprehensible]
[Incomprehensible]
Across the riverbank
Cross the riverbank, don't look back

(To sail away and on and on)
(To sail away and on and on)
(To sail away and leave and go)
(To sail away)
I sail, you sail
(And on and on)
(To sail away)
I sail, you sail
(And on and on)
(To sail away)

Do you remember how?
(And on and on)
(To sail away)
Do you remember how?
(And on and on)
((To sail away)
Do you remember how?
(And on and on)
(To sail away and on and on)

Do you remember how we used to live?
Do you remember how we used to live?
Do you remember how we used to live?

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Smoke The Pain Away - Lyrics - 534 - Memphis Bleek

Title: Smoke The Pain Away
Album: 534
Artist: Memphis Bleek
Composer(s): Malik Cox, Dexter Wansel, Patrick Douthit

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Lyric:
Yo, yo, I ain't the type that'll move from stress
No seeds, no sticks, that's all I twist
I twist backwoods up, that's what's up
When I come to your town better have some bud

I graduated grads, got my diploma
I could tell by your aroma you smokin' on Arizona
But you ain't got no Cali Kush
You're smoking on that backyard bush

Quiet it's kept like hush, plus
You ain't never had no Florida Crip
Beat that'd have you tripping
Room start spinning, you beginning to get paranoid, start hearing noises

Can't forget about the Chitown 'dro
That's why we say it's the windy city
Ladies could blow, got a connect everywhere I go
Never catch me with less than an O, you know

You got stress in your life then we smoking tonight
My ladies, gimme a light, ladies, gimme a light, ladies, gimme a light
Niggaz twist something up if you don't give a fuck if the Cali Kush
Got you stuck, my niggaz, gimme a light, niggaz, gimme a light

You got your baby momma beefing with you, better have that reefer
With you, when she finish her speech let the leaf remove you
I inhale it deep like the chief of voodoo, handcuffing these beats
Like police will do you, that's how it worked for me

Puffing on the purple, hit the booth with my eyes burgundy
I spit the truth on how the earth be
And all the bullshit I go through like dirt weed
And how always come through like birth, B
Ten pounds, eight ounces of herb, B

I take two to the chest for all my niggaz that left
I blow it out, let them live through my breath
And everybody got a way to relax like everybody gotta pay their tax
If you live where I live everybody gotta blaze their gat
So everybody blaze up a sack, let's go

You got stress in your life then we smoking tonight
My ladies, gimme a light, ladies, gimme a light, ladies, gimme a light
Niggaz twist something up if you don't give a fuck if the Cali Kush
Got you stuck, my niggaz, gimme a light, niggaz, gimme a light

It's been heavy on my mind, now I gotta leave it all behind
Smoke the pain away, chase the rain away
See the sun is gonna shine 'til the night
Smoke the pain away, chase the rain away

Ya, ya, the president, he gotta legalize it
The governor, he gotta legalize it, mayor, mayor gotta legalize it
Let all my real niggaz lead their lives as they see fit, that's how I see it
God damn, I'm a genius when I'm lit, man fuck this shit man, Gu, twist
Something up, I'm gonna come out there, let the bridge ride on 'em

It's been heavy on my mind, now I gotta leave it all behind
Smoke the pain away, chase the rain away
See the sun is gonna shine 'til the night
Smoke the pain away, chase the rain away

Get low always smoking that la la la
You know Bleek always smoking that la la la
Young Proof always smoking that la la la
My nigga Cali always smoking that la la la

Sheik Breezy always smoking that la la la
Murder One's always smoking that la la la
Get low always smoking that la la la
Smoking that la la la, smoking that la la la, yeah

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Get Rhythm - Lyrics - Ry Cooder

Title: Get Rhythm
Artist: Ry Cooder
Composer(s): John R Cash

Lyric:
[Incomprehensible] get rhythm when you get the blues
Get rhythm, people, when you get the blues
Get a rock n' roll, feel it in your bones
Tap on your toes and just get gone
Get rhythm when you get the blues

Little shoeshine boy never gets low down
He's got the dirtiest job in town
Bendin' low at the people's feet
On the windy corner of the dirty street

When I asked him while he shined my shoes
How'd he keeps from gettin' the blues
He grinned and he shook his little head
Popped a shoeshine rag and then he said

"Get rhythm, get rhythm when you get the blues
Get rhythm when you get the blues
Get a rock n' roll, feel it in your bones
Tap on your toes and just get gone
Get rhythm when you get the blues"

"[Incomprehensible] get rhythm when you get the blues
Get rhythm when you get the blues
Get a rock n' roll feel it in your bones
Tap on your toes and just get gone
Get rhythm when you get the blues"

Well, I stopped to listen to the shoeshine boy
And I thought I was gonna jump for joy
Slapped on the shoe polish, left and right
He took a shoeshine rag, and he held it tight

He stopped once to wipe the sweat away
"You're a mighty little boy to be a workin' that way"
He said, "I like it" with a big wide grin
And he kept on poppin' and he said again

"Get rhythm, get rhythm when you get the blues
[Incomprehensible] get rhythm when you get the blues
Well, a jumpy rhythm make you feel so fine
[Incomprehensible] all the troubles from your worried mind
Get rhythm when you get the blues"

"Get rhythm when you get the blues
Get rhythm when you get the blues
Get a rock n' roll, feel it in your bones
Tap on your toes and get gone
Get rhythm, you better get rhythm when you get the blues"

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