Author: lyricspedia

Seems like the other day My baby went away She went away, cross the sea It's been two years or so Since I saw my baby go And then this letter came for me It said that we was through She found somebody new Oh, let me think, let me think What shall I do...

I met a babe in a backseat drive-in Back in the saddle she'd sit Pulled on the reins just to keep me rising She loved to chomp at the bit Daddy do it, ooh, just do it Daddy do it, please let me see Do it, please just do it daddy Do it, do it,...

Woo! Take a walk in the warm New England sun Ain't no time to look for clues You get the point from Uncle Sam's loaded gun Who be the hand that light the fuse, ah A take a look, take a look at my old billy goat He used to raise all kinds of hell...

I got a reefer headed woman She fell right down from the sky (Good Lord) Whoa, I got a reefer headed a woman She fell right down from the sky Well, I gots to drink me a two-fifths of whiskey Just to get half as high When the good Lord made that woman He sure...

Flatbush boy cruising Sheepshead Bay His boardwalk mama just a sniff away Underground DMT, riding thunder train The Coney Island white fish boy is on the run again Ooh, running with the pack Ooh, and never looking back Ooh, know's just where he's been That Coney Island white fish boy's Been there and back again...

When will the clouds all blow it away When will the good people have their say Now I hope you're still around to see the day Take a while, think about it Take a while, think about it Take a while, think about it Who's here to tell what is up or down Who can...

Honey now, na, na, na, na, na Hush a bye my baby, soft and new Ooh, loveliness, gypsy dance in the rain Hush a bye, my baby, what you do Ooh, the baby cry The wind she's calling your name (Mia) Ooh (Mia) ooh (Mia) Ooh (Mia) ooh (Mia) Where you came from you ain't...

Take me, take me Take me outside and maybe Baby, take me Take me, take me, take me Ow! Take it or leave it on a Saturday night If what you see is what you get then give me a bite Here are lots of ladies, they is real insecure Leave it to the boys...

The boys and Dukes are ready to rumble The word on the street some heads are gonna tumble Blades gonna flash when the street gangs clash In this avenue tonight When the lightning strikes Zip gun Johnny's finger is itching Oh the lid's gonna blow up in hell's kitchen It's an eye for an eye...

Blood stains the ivories Of my daddy's baby grand I ain't seen no daylight Since we started this band No more, no more No more, no more Store bought clothes Falling part at the seams Tea leaf reading gypsies Fortune telling my dreams No more, no more No more, no more Holiday Inn, lock the...