That deaf dumb and blind kid Sure plays a mean pin ball! Ever since I was a young boy, I've played the silver ball. From Soho down to Brighton I must have played them all. But I ain't seen nothing like him In any amusement hall He stands like a statue,

Homeboy, you're gonna wish one day, That you were sittin' on a gate of a truck by the lake With your high school flame on one side, ice cold beer on the other Ain't no shame in a blue collar forty, Little house, little kid, little small town story Come

That's were I'm from Cowboy town Dirt, Mud, and Dust Bibles and Beer Outlaws, Barb Wire, Saddles, and Steers Its a simple life, Oh its sacred ground. Hard times, High winds can't bring us down In cowboy town, yeah cowboy town We wear our boots to dinner

Dope boy, dope boy, dope boy, nigga (yeah) Don't do it, don't do it, don't do it, run it up Got a bitch to get the bread 'cause the bank playin' Dope boy, count, count, dope boy, count, count (yeah) That's when I have some cool water that I whip slow

My love is on fire 멈출 수 없는 이 떨림은 on and on and on Look at me, look at me now 이렇게 넌 날 애태우고 있잖아 끌 수 없어 우리 사랑은 불장난 (oh, oh, oh, oh) Now burn baby burn 불장난 (oh, oh, oh, oh) So don’t play with me boy 불장난 우리 엄만 매일 내게 말했어 언제나 남자 조심하라고

Ooh-bi-doo, I wan'na be like you I wanna walk like you, talk like you, too You see it's true, an ape like me Can learn to be ooh hoo ooh man too ooh ooh Now I'm the king of the swingers, the jungle V.I.P I reached the top and had to stop And that's

Baby, please don't go For be a dog Down to New Orleans You know I love you so Well, your mind done gone To git you way down here I make you walk the log Baby, your mind done gone Left the county farm

Sorry, I ain't sorry I ain't thinking 'bout you I ain't sorry, nigga, nah I ain't sorry Middle fingers up, put them hands high Wave it in his face, tell him, boy, bye No no, hell nah He trying to roll me up, I ain't picking up Headed to the club, I ain't

Les boys do cabaret Les boys are glad to be gay They're not afraid now Disco bar in Germany Les boys are glad to be Upon parade now Les boys got leather straps Les boys got ss caps But they got no gun now

(please enjoy) Hell yes I'm movin' this way I'm doin' this thing Looking for my place On assembly lines Fake prizes Risin' out of the bomb holes Skeleton boys hyped up on purple Smoke rings blow from across the disco