like Sonic little shorty palming on a 40 Broad day, I'm trying to dodge a cover story Look like he stopping for gas I'm a pluck him, yay This had to
goes Huck Down the beckonin' streets of opportunity And a whistling his favorite river song And a bad blind nigger at the piano Puts a sinister blue
is gettin' hot, the beer is gettin' flat Lookin' for a girl, I ran into a guy His name is MCA, I said, "Howdy," he said, "Hi" He told a little story
's the same old story. This place we call our home. it's a typical town. and we're a typical family. Typical family in a typical town, Dress up our kids
how it felt Two little girls growing out of their training bras This little girl breaks furniture, this little girl breaks laws Two girls together, just a little less alone This little
Oh, come on. lt's a shame to hide such a beautiful face. Why you shoot him, honey? Why don't you give a profile, a little smile like the girl in the
in. actually theyre booger pasties and he's hitting the booger pasty with a little stick to get a very interesting musical effect, you know he does t
should try Just let her talk a little Just let her talk a little more Just... let her talk a little more And when she runs out of words Just say the
yellin' to my honey now queenie let's go My baby starts a pickin' and a pickin' down low My music makin' mama from Memphis Tennessee She'll play a little
the balcony so he could get a Little bit of city sun just to quench his thirst Plants gotta live too, 'cause they feed the earth Just then I got a call
's in the car Choking on the fumes Sprawled across a black piano Hollerin' the blues Morally low and dying slow What a way to go go go It's the little
and behind me Swim in the deep blue sea, cornfields sway lazily All smiles, all easy, where you from? What you on and what's your story? Mesmerizing tones, risin' pianos
not forget the words, of any chorus, bridge, or verse I promise you CHORUS We've got Benjamin to play the grand piano If we're lucky it's a little
the balcony so he could get a Little bit of city sun just to quench his thirst Plants gotta live too, 'cause they feed the Earth Just then I got a call
tallest she sang the high soprano Alma played the piano and sang the sweetest alto Bonnie Mae sang bass and sold records I bought every one I could get And my favorite little
twelve and thirteen On that ribbon spinning and computer colors. Tick tacks on round wire Spun steel spark on three rail thin lines See a minor, a little
All is fair, I'm trying to make you notice me But you don't care, you play me like a broken game Of snakes and ladders or cards or piano or a record That
to experiment with sounds Then it became very important to me to Get a distinctive sound Get a distinctive sound Get a distinctive sound Get a distinctive