Oh oh tangled up And get me waking up Shake it up, tangled up You could be breaking up, making up, tangled up You can't be faking it, making it from my love With all this tragedy, don't get me tangled up I took the perfect avenue, Down the road to both

A day in the life of a fool A sad and a long lonely day I walk the avenue and hope I'll run into The welcome sight of you coming my way I stop just across from your door But you're never home any more So back to my room and there in the gloom I cry tears

And right on time We're waking up We'll take these roads We'll break them up And right on time! I found variety On Nolan's Avenue

Panama, Panama Hot shoe, burnin' down the avenue Don't you know she's coming home with me? I'll get her! Jump back, what's that sound Here she comes, full blast and top down Model citizen zero discipline You'l lose her in the turn Ain't nothin' like it,

And party and bullshit How we do, that's just how we do We're tearing up the town 'Cause that's just how we do And party, and party I wanna party and bullshit 'Cause when the sun sets baby On the avenue I get that drunk sex feeling

"Black folks can't never have no fun!" These streets be walking down the avenue (Crazy!) From Hollywood to South Central! These streets be, crazy! Long Beach to Compton! Always up to no good! Cra

Now my room has got two windows but the sunshine never comes through, You know it's always dark and dreary since I broke off, baby, with I live on a lonely avenue, My little girl wouldn't say, "I do". Well, I feel so sad and blue and it's all because of

You gotta Ma-Ma-Ma Belle, or I will get you Got love, if that's what you need I got three or four babies sittin' on my knee I got good love waitin' for you I come sneakin' round the corner of the avenue You know you gotta Ma-Ma-Ma Belle, before I get you

Nobody saw him running from sixteenth avenue. They never found the fingerprint or the weapon that was used. But someone killed country music, cut out its heart and soul. They got away with murder down on music row. The almighty dollar and the lust for

I ain't ever gonna ride in no used car again My little sister's in the front seat with an ice cream cone My ma's in the back seat sitting all alone As my pa steers her slow out of the lot For a test drive down Michigan Avenue Now my ma she fingers her