Yeah, I get a kick out of you I get a kick every time I see you Standing there before me I get a kick though it's clear to me I get no kick in a plane Flying too high with some gal in the sky Is my idea of nothing to do I get no kick from champagne Mere

I've been too low, so it's high time It's high time To slow my roll Let the grass just grow and lean way back It's a fine time To let it it all go Been missing my roots I'm getting rid of the flash Nobody needs a thousand-dollar suit just to take out the

Sugar how you get so fly? Got me lifted, driftin' higher than the ceiling Before you play with fire, do think twice Sugar, how you get so fly? But sugar, how you get so fly? Ooh, ooh, ooh Ooh, ooh, hey She got cherry lips, angel eyes

Priscilla, Priscilla It's a difficult thing being Queen to the King How'd you get him to yourself? Between the whistle calls and Southern dolls He's always in high demand We turn around and the world's right there Woman to woman, I'm starting to see

I can promise you Let's get high on believing Yes, I am a dreamer too I can promise you, I can promise you We are dreamers together Always and forever Yes I am a dreamer too Wandering the streets tonight If you're looking for a home

(Speed demon) Pull over boy Speedin' on the freeway Gotta get a lead way Get your ticket right Doin' it on the highway Gotta have it my way Mind is like a compass I'm stoppin' at nothin'

You in the club wit some some worldwide thugs Get high get low Thick girls go and shake ya big butt If they don't like it fuck it And wherever you see us we gon' kick it, its all love (now I) And wherever you see us we gon' kick it, its all love Now ma

That's all I need in my fantasy No monogamy, ménage with me Pornography surrounding me You get high with me, you come down with me Give you some of me, you want all of me And get high with me, and come down with me I'm way too antsy, cause my ambition's

She won't stop me put it down And don't look back Oh baby don't stop Bury me and fade to black So get your gun and meet me by the door Would I lie to you? Gun it while I'm holding on Don't stop if I fall Wait until it fades to black

Life's a bitch and then you die, that's why we get high ‘Cause you never know when you're gonna go We just some motherfuckin' KIDS Life's a bitch and then you die, that's why we sip scotch Like Sinatra, screamin', "Motherfuck the cops" It's that Young