Yeah, she's closer to the bottom but she's headed for the top. She's got a dream to be a star dressed in black like Johnny Cash, She likes to play, she loves to rock! With a pink guitar. She saw it in the window, just a callin' out her name. She mowed

Ooh la la la ooh la la la dance Ooh la la la dancing I was lost in France I was lost in France in love And I looked round for a telephone To say 'baby I won't be home' In the fields the birds were singing And the day was just beginning As I stood there

Too powerful And you can't offer me escape Houses move and houses speak If you take me there you'll get relief Believe, believe, believe, believe Appliances have gone berserk I cannot keep up

Now we're listenin' to old Alabama A little dixieland delight and it feels so right Oh, play me some old Alabama She'd rather wear a pair of cut-off jeans Than a fancy evening dress And with her windows rolled down And her hair all blown around She's a

Igama lami 'nkunzi emnyama (my name is "black bull") Yimi 'nkunzi emnyama (I am "black bull") Ngicitha amasoka (I am the one who tests young men in love) Something in the way she moves In the way she touches me In a way that no one can ever do Something

Tell me who gon' love you like me? Nobody Who gon' touch you like me? Nobody baby Who's gonna fuck you like Breezy? Nobody Nobody yeah, say oh, you make me say oh I'm taking your lace panties off you, gripping your thighs, oh no It's gon' be the greatest

Can't you see oh can't you see What that woman, she been doin' to me Can't you see, can't you see What that woman lord been doin' to me What that woman lord she been doin' to me I'm gonna take a freight train, down at the station I don't care where it

It sure is dragging me down I love that new lazy swing I'm almost (slow drag) I crave that (slow drag) Oh you've got my soul on fire I know that (slow drag) I love that new lazy

Oh let me be (oh let him be) Your teddy bear I don't want to be your tiger 'Cause tigers play too rough I don't want to be your lion Put a chain around my neck and lead me anywhere Oh let me be (oh let him be) your teddy bear Oh baby let me be, your

Raise your bottle and cup in the sky Sparks in the air like the fourth of July Nothing but bad bitches in here tonight Oh, if you lame and you know it be quiet Nothing but real niggas only, bad bitches only Rich niggas only, independent bitches only Boss