Lyric | Song |
Well, they say it's kinda fright'nin' how this younger generation swings | |
At night I walk this stinkin' street past the crazies on my block | |
'Oh wow, man!' 'Wait a second, man. Whaddaya think the teacher's gonna look like this year?' | |
You better call me a doctor, feelin’ no pain; overloaded, down the drain | |
I am a victim of the science age | |
She was a seaside sittin' just a smokin' and a drinkin' on ringside | |
Dedicate one to the ladies... Now summertime's here babe, need somethin' to keep you cool | |
You can't get romantic on a subway line | |
I get up and nothing brings me down | |
I told her 'Never in hell, no special reason,' musta lied 'cause I ain't leavin' | |
I live my life like there's no tomorrow | |
Girl, [title] goin', you got me so I don't know what I'm doin' | |
We're gettin' funny in the back of my car | |
Somewhere, he lost it in a turn | |
Now check me out on the good side here... Well my baby's on the corner and she's looking so fine | |
| Lyric | Song |
[title], pretty smile. Hurts my head, gets me wild | |
Ain't got no money, got no house on the hill. Tell me honey, will your lovin' pay my bills, yeah? | |
You say, I cannot get there from here, baby, then I don't care where I'm goin' | |
Jump back, what's that sound? | |
Callin' out, around the world, are you ready for a brand new beat? | |
I heard the news baby All about your disease | |
[fifteen taps on the acoustic guitar] | |
Señorita I'm in trouble again and I can't get free | |
Some friends of mine, just the other night went to hear this cool cat blow | |
[title], walking down the street, [title], the kind I like to meet | |
We came here to entertain you; leaving here we aggravate you | |
Have you seen her? So fine and pretty, fooled me with her style and ease | |
[random walkie-talkie nonsense] Ooh, baby I'm checkin' out, I think you oughta know | |
You've got me captured, I'm under your spell; I guess I'll never learn | |
[electric guitar slide, A-flat chord and cymbals] | |
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