dance with the lady and we'll get on down the road" So he walked away and left me alone But this funny looking feller kept coming on And he was making me
back seat It ain't funny to fool with me I'd be a sad loser You're gettin' me mad using me You tried puttin' a spell on me 'Cos I had a strange feelin
mad flavour kicker, the script flipper They call me fresh wes (ah yeah dat's my nigga!) It's the mad flavour kicker, the script flipper They call me
say? Yo, my G town homies I feel ya, my love and inspiration from Brownstown, Samira All the clubs we've played in and bands we played with Max and Dartman, the whole blue
me. Suffer little children to come unto me. Suffer little children to come unto me. Suffer little children to come unto me. * In your refusal to act
so cold without you It chills me to the bone I never thought you'd leave me But now I know it's true Oh, lord I'm blue I'm crying over you I'm waiting
classmates picked their teams I guess that was the way it stayed In every game I played Life just kicked me, clattered and tripped me Till you picked me from
stridex I am stuck on a Band Aid and a Band Aid's stuck on me I am stuck on a Band Aid and a Band Aid's stuck on me I've got the bathroom bowl
being abused She brushed me once more, and I turned away But I can't help but wonder, what if I'd stayed Soon I wound up in a rock and roll band A conquested
sky blue severed jeans Creep through the hood when I cop the place Then I'm droppin' on a F-9 to shop with friends So, let's go stay close to me We gon
dance or a joke We stay in heavy rotation, coast to coast Yo, it's hard to pass the bar, ask your lawyer Likwid, pour it on y'all from California Programmers
She only has to love me and hold me tight She must love to play with me in the snow Stay away from the local disco Fly back in the crack of blue Shimmy
back seat It ain't funny to fool with me, I'd be a sad loser You're gettin' me mad using me You tried puttin' a spell on me, 'cos I had a strange feelin
, don't write us. You can stop your arthritis, Just by dancin' away your blues. Now just by dancin' away your blues. So bind up your bunnions with band
sit and think some At worst a little wisdom You can paint the town crimson I'll just stay blue I like being left alone I like chocolate pie , clear blue
hating on me, they don't want Jayceon to play And the DA waiting on Jayceon to make a mistake So they can put me in the squad car and lock me away Give me