Don't you know we're riding with the king? Get on a TWA to the promised land. I dreamed I had a good job and I got well paid. I blew it all at the penny arcade. A hundred dollars on a Kewpie doll. No pretty chick is gonna make me crawl. Every woman,

Biggie bounce, biggie bounce, biggie bounce Biggie, biggie, biggie, biggie (Biggie bounce) Bring it back, bring it back, bring it back Make it clap, make it clap, She gotta face on her like Lisa Ray Get the players club with the Frito-Lay Nigga try me

Lay down, Sally, and rest you in my arms Don't you think you want someone to talk to? Lay down, Sally, no need to leave so soon I've been trying all night long just to talk to you And don't you ever leave There is nothing that is wrong In wanting you to

If I saw you in heaven? Would you know my name Would it be the same I must be strong and carry on 'Cause I know I don't belong here in heaven Would you hold my hand Would you help me stand I'll find my way through night and day 'Cause I know I just can't

I got stones in my passway And my road seem dark as night I have a bird to whistle And I have a bird to sing Have overtaken poor Bob at last Boys, please don't block my road I got pain in my heart That have taken my appetite I got a woman that I'm loving

All your love, pretty baby, that I got in store for you All your loving, pretty baby, all your loving, pretty baby Ll the love I miss loving, all the kiss I miss kissing All the love I miss loving, all the kiss I miss kissing Before I met you baby, never

Knock, knock, knockin' on heavens door. Feel like I'm knockin' on heaven's door. Ma, take this badge off of me. I can't use it any more. It's getting dark, too dark to see. Ma, take these guns away from me. I can't shoot them any more. There's a long

Clap your hands now Liquid spirit And fill your water tank Go ‘head and clap your hands now Un re-route the rivers Let the dammed water be There’s some people down the way that’s thirsty Watch what happens when the people catch wind Dip down and take a

Stomp your hands Clap your feet To the beat Whoa-oh-oh-oh-oh (Whoa-oh-oh-oh-oh) Woo-woo yeah Turn it up until it bangs your head Tear it down now mother don't play dead

Clap for her, clap for her Saying hey-ey-ey I love the way she make Baby girl, keep doing you, how you do, I love the way you move Girl, they don't make like you no more 'Cause they don't make like you no more hey-ey They don't make em like you Here's a