it feel to be used Climb in the back seat Like luggage [x2] Whores don't trip They bleed on the tapestry Whores don't trip They bleed at the bar It'
X3) get up on it get up on it like this (X4) get up on it like this you know you are a bit early but dust anyway yes, yes so (X2) get up on it like
: It doesn't matter (X?)
I know that the other night before I said, all I do is dig a hole for you All I do is big enough for you All I do is dig a hole for you Damn you
the BBC? BB king, And Doris Day, Matt Busby. Dig it, dig it, dig it, Dig it, dig it, dig it, dig it, dig it, dig it, dig it, dig it.
so, all I want is you Everything has got to be just like you want it to Because... All I want is you [Sheelabop! Ah very... Shaloom! You see, you see. It
: I dig a pony Well you can celebrate anything you want Well you can celebrate anything you want Ooh. I do a road hog Well you can penetrate any place
the CIA And the BBC BB King And Doris Day Matt Busby Dig it, dig it, dig it Dig it, dig it, dig it, dig it, dig it, dig it, dig it, dig it
love on the fire when you come on in I got my hee-bee-jee-bees in a hidden bag Tell me what you desire and we'll bag it up, high Someone tell me I'm
: I'm no leader I'm just a mess It's not the way it's supposed to be It's just the way that it is I'm afraid we are all victims here And the one whose
it that much? It's enough, it's enough It's enough, it's enough Enough, it's enough If you want it that much? It's enough, it's enough It's enough, it
it on, turn, turn it on You can turn it on, turn it into my song I want to turn it on, turn it all night long Turn it on, turn it on, turn it on, turn it
dig it dig it
point in the end But it?s better to waste your day Watching the scenery change at a comatose rate Than to put yourself in it and turn into one of those
at cha school Wherever you at, I talk it like I walk it, I walk it like I live it If you know the words, hit it, can you dig it sucka Since Harlem Heat
speak at cha school. Wherever you at, I talk it like I walk it, I walk it like I live it, If you know the words, hit it Can You Dig It Sucka! Since
I dig a pony Well, you can celebrate anything you want Yes, you can celebrate anything you want Oh! I do a road hog Well, you can penetrate any place
Doris Day, Matt Busby Dig it, dig it, dig it Dig it, dig it, dig it (That was 'Can You Dig It' by Georgie Wood) Dig it, dig it, dig it (And now we'd