t stop, so check the, mansions and stacks And we don't have to answer to Jack No wonder we had this rap shit locked, for eight straight summers Pull up at the party, eight
teeth on his daddy?s guitar He lived every line that he?s ever sung He made believers to all that said it couldn?t be done He worked on his chops eight
Baby, baby, we've got a date; (ooh-hoo, ooh-hoo) Oh, baby, baby, don't you be late. Oh, baby! I'll meet you at your house at a quarter to eight. (ooh
company B. A root, a toot, a toodlie-a-da-toot. He blows it eight to the bar in boogie rhythm. He can't blow a note unless a bass and guitar is playin
company B A root, a toot, a toodlie-a-da-toot, he blows it eight to the bar In boogie rhythm, he can't blow a note unless a bass And guitar is playin
heart's on the loose You rolled them sevens with nothing to lose And this ain't no place for the weary kind You called all your shots Shooting eight
Tell me, doctor Where are we going this time? Is this the fifties? Or nineteen ninety-nine? All I wanted to do Was play my guitar and sing Take me away
Now before I could walk I had a guitar in my hand by the time I could talk I had my own band Went on the road when I was eight years old when I turned
Kane, KRS-One, Kool G. Rap, Super Lover Cee Biz Markie, Heavy D, Lady Kazaam, Special Ed Slick Rick, Lakim Shabazz, Queen Latifah Sugarhill, that sold about eight
don't stop, so check the, mansions and stacks And we don't have to answer to jack No wonder we had this rap shit locked, for eight straight summers Pull up at the party, eight
my Rocket '88. Yes it's great, just won't wait, Everybody likes my Rocket '88. Gals will ride in style, Movin' all along. (Guitar solo, leading into steel guitar
Lord, it's the same old thing Fiddle and guitar Where do we take it from here? Rhinestone suits new shiny car Well, It's been the same way for years It
thousand) Black Elvis (Black Elvis) We get raw with this (Hand me my guitar) Tour bus packed (Tour bus packed) Black Elvis, recordin' in the forty-eight
No More Billy Gould: Bass Guitar; Jim Martin: Guitar; Mike Patton: Vocals ( Angel Dust
lift them amps Haul them trusses down and get 'em up them ramps 'Cause when it comes to moving me You know, you guys are the champs But when that last guitar
out and lift them amps Haul them trusses down and get'em up them ramps 'Cause when it comes to moving me You guys are the champs But when that last guitar
A Passagea?¦a?¦ Through The Vacuuma?¦a?¦ Let Me Feel The Stars Burnin' On My Face The Countdown Ten For The Gravity - Checkpoint! Nine For Polarity - Checkpoint! Eight