There's gonna be Hell, Hell to pay Up the revolution we're all prepared to die Up the revolution that was the battle cry Big Betty or Two-tone Annie his hair was never right He used to be cool with a glint in his eye but he lost it overnight Spinning

I got my top down on my whip Her hair blowing in the wind I got my shades on cause I'm bent She roll it up with no stem I got my Louis bags duffled up Fuck with the squad and throw it up I got my top down, speakers bump See me when I pull it up Gucci bag

I know what you wanna hear Truck tires on a two lane rolling River rushing and a warm breeze blowing in Hair all around to the sound Of the radio singing in the background Gravel grinding, while we're finding A little spot I can make a fire in Top

Hair of gold and lips like cherries It's good to touch the green green grass of home Yes, they've all come to meet me Arms reaching, smiling sweetly It's so good to touch the green green grass of home The old hometown looks the same as I step down from

Make my world go black Just keep doing that, that thing you're doing there, brush me with your hair, I swear I don't know how long that I can last Make my world go black, black Make my world go black, hit me like a heart attack, knock me flat on my back,

(My sexy love) She makes the hairs on the back of my neck stand up And just can't think (of anything else I rather do) Girl the things u do (oh baby baby) Keep me sprung Keep me running back to u (ooh baby i) Making love to u (see baby girl u know your

Thank God even crazy dreams come true There's a little bit of all that inside of me and you Hello, you long shots, you dark-horse runners Hairbrush singers, dashboard drummers Hello, you wild magnolias just waiting to bloom I've stood at the bottom of

Yeah, hey, what's up girl? Angel eyes, long hair, I see you cryin', what's wrong there "He did what? He fucked who?", we know the story, what's new? See I could probably rush you, tell you that he shoulda loved you Take advantage, fuck you, tell you I'll

Your hair messed up like a Guns-N-Roses video Ooh ooh so hot Still got it up in my head, you were moving around in the TV light I said "Hey hey baby do you wanna come over?" You say "No way", then you move in closer Next thing I know you were wearing my

I won't get to get what I'm after Till the day I die They call me The Seeker I've been searching low and high I've looked under chairs I've looked under tables I've tried to find the key To fifty million fables I asked Bobby Dylan