crooked That they might make off 'fore day creep Well, you can't watch your wife and your outside women too You know you can't watch your wife and your outside
crooked That they might make off 'fore day creep Well, you can't watch your wife and your outside women, too You know you can't watch your wife and your outside
Translation: Cream. Outside Woman Blues.
might make a 'fore day creep. Well, you can't watch your wife and your outside women, too. You know you can't watch your wife and your outside womens
if the smoke ain't right I'm tight, nicknamed Ike for the drama It's baby and her mama, naked in a sauna Down with the gang 'cuz them flows be hard Blue
heard me told em right? I don't walk I just fly, I went from once a blue moon to once a blue sky. And old school women love me like dah new guy, got
of fact, Icy Mike 'cause he was cold on them hoes We was east coast niggas headin' west I was rollin' shotgun, coolin' with my man fresh Wes The royal blue
Who the fuck-- close them blinds and shit who dat? Captain Kirk? Stark Enterprise, Enterprise shit outside or some shit? I need some pussy, man, I'm ready to fuck Cat Woman
Mmm! Say baby you got some fries to go with that shake? Ay what are you man? Yo man that is no way to talk to a woman man Man! I beentalkin to girls man
' this song, man, so much pain (That's my life without you, girl) Mami, you such a good woman, you a classy woman (I'm so lonely, I'm so blue) (Without
a child, I was chosen Though not knowin' the reason while still my eyes opened Whatever the purpose, I surfaced above the fog Love was given to all, outside
Outside it's cold I'm walking down the road Which changed a lot since I passed it Here where now and then A bright light shines Was it a little while
Lost John's sittin' on a railroad track Something's out of whack Blues this mornin' fallin' down like hail Gonna leave a greasy trail Gonna travel the
naggin' bitchin' woman Digs a hole and puts him in it A sophisticated man Needs a little something on the side So what you don't get at home You've gotta get outside
the old days I used to compose my own critical notices in my head 'The crowd gasp at Cocker's masterful control of the bicycle Skilfully avoiding the dog turd outside the corner shop' Imagining a blue
O Jay's been on Sometimes it's nice havin' nothin' to lose Sometimes Doublewide Blues Doublewide Blues I got the Blues Doublewide Doublewide Blues I got the Blues
