to see you George it's good to see you too But I didn't see you and I didn't see you and we didn't see a thing [ guitar ] Hey Ray by the way do you
times Well it makes no difference whether you're young or old All you got to do is get together and let the good times roll Hey y'all tell everybody, Ray Charles
love your daddy all night long alright now hey hey alright See that girl with a diamond ring she knows how to shake that thing alright now hey hey hey hey
Chattanooga Choo-Choo Hey there, pal, whatcha say? Step aside partner, it's my day Bend an ear and listen to my version (Of a really solid, Tennessee
been through, Lets set 'Em up my compadre, Ray: Barstool to barstool Clint: Shoulder to shoulder. All right! Beers to you! Clint: Hey Ray, lets have one more, Ray
listenin' Ray? Yeah yeah, I'm payin' attention You know the landlord had padlocked my door Why that dirty . . . Tell ya a slow horse and a fast woman Hey hey hey
Hey Ray baby, you make me dizzy whispering in my ear Soon my love. Til the next?somewhere. (Ray) Dee Dee (Dee Dee) Yes Ray (Ray) Keep the ring (Dee
come on babe Alright, do the twist Do the fly, oh! Do the swim, ha ha ha and do the bird Wo do the jerk and do the monkey Hey hey watoosie and uh what
good times roll, babe, oh baby, oh baby And I don't care if you're old now, get together and let the good time roll Hey y'all tell everybody, Ray Charles
pli ! On veut du jazz, jazz, jazz ! On veut du jazz, jazz, jazz ! On veut du jazz, jazz, jazz ! Tout quand on est branche Ray Charles. Toui di da,
times, Well it makes no difference whether you're young or old, All you got to do is get together and let the good times roll Hey y'all tell everybody, Ray Charles
(Ray Charles) [Chorus:] If you don't want, you don't have to get in trouble. [Repeat 2x] Hey, you'd better leave my woman alone. Well, I know you are
Dog When She See Me Grindin Who Can Play My Backbone When She Hear My Rhymin Imma Shy Baby Shorty Think I'm Lyin You Can Ask Ray Charles You Can
the boys call him Nas I told him as a youngster, he'll be the greatest man alive [Verse 1: Nas] Let's go!... Hey-Hey-Hey-Hey -- Tribrary of these rap
I won't slip, keep pink slips to my car I'm raw like sushi bars on bougie broads I retrieve the money, dawg labrador Ray Charles can see it, and Stacy
out here work on the Woodstock festival. Ray: What are you doing with that chicken? Carl: And then uh, then . . . Ray: I was measuring the ball. Carl