off the side of the road With your elevator bones and your whip-flash tones Members only, hypnotizers Move through the room like ambulance drivers Shine your shoes with your microphone blues
You can write your tunes with rhythm and blues as your alibi You can sell your soul and lay the blame all on the passers-by You shake your body on the
I'll set you a swing in a purple bell of the lady finger Where brown bees linger and loiter long I'll set you a swing in a fairy dell To the silvery ring
and catch the vibe Coolin' in the studio You know how the story goes Bobbin' our heads to the tune we're about to do It's a laid back swing thing The
on four wheelers, thats really raw Going green, thats so cool, thats really raw My jacket smell like jet fuel, it's killing y'all [Snoop] Just bought a '77 baby blue
quibble if she has a little nibble on his neck What a way to go And now you done and torn it! You been messin' with a Hornet, she's a blue-blooded wasp
m feeling just right How's about a corner With a table for two? Where the music's mellow Is a gay rendezvous There's no chance romancing With a blue
, And I swore it was winkin'. I was thirty-one, He was seventeen. He knew nothing about love. I knew everything. But he sat right down On the front porch swing
the streets' In numbers dressed in blue And you're trying to hide it from us But you know what I mean Bring forward those six pigs We wanna see them swing
never seen you earn your thrills You've spent too long just hanging around Oh, Burberry blue eyes Oh, Burberry blue eyes Oh, Burberry blue eyes Oh, Burberry blue
was sold to your great-great-granddad and grandma And decided it wouldn't leave I had to make the grass more greener I had to make the sky more blue
in the sun and diamonds are forever So many adventures couldn't happen today So many songs that we forgot to play So many dreams swinging out of the blue
were sitting, they were sitting in the strawberry swing And every moment was so precious They were sitting, they were talking in the strawberry swing
gates of heaven Or maybe just a late night in Vegas It's true that's what we do when we're going down swinging Then coming up singing the blues, wearing
the sea (Blue, blue sea) I?m swimming out on the ocean (Blue, blue ocean) You?re sailing out on the sea (Blue, blue sea) Blue, blue ocean Blue, blue
sound of the crowd roar for more To see the niggas that can't pay rush the door Wildin on the dance floor when they song come on Swinging they fists
First scene, producers pointin' like action As the chain swings, Lettin' shine no Sheen Just my dream, Turn reality Well done they say to me, How flatterin
, this is all our war Take the main road here where we go, every time we roll Family transportin', guns stashed in truck flow Real talk dog, I hit real hard One swing