backwash soul Like a fryin' pan when the fire's gone Drivin' my pig while the bands takin' pictures in the grass And my radio's smashed And I like pianos
the piano Your fingers know just where to go You don't have to be a Mozart If you just play it from the heart Oh, it's like playing the piano Oh, I
Rep that Louboutin bottom in my back pocket all day long Black Wall Mafias, Wu-Tang Sopranos Niggas steady pushing keys but we don't see pianos Niggas
] Sadly, tragedy happen Lost in captivity, imagine me happily clappin Big barrels, heavy ammo, man the mammal Packed in commando, rapidly practice supreno Crack my fingers on pianos
inside of me Never try to be something you not- and don't lie to me Ebony and ivory Keys on my piano playin' Tryin' to test some music, but the rhythm
My Nerves 2:34 Little Willie John (Henry Glover, Isaac Toombs) Recorded Mar 1, 1956 King Single 4935 With Ernie Hayes-piano, Mickey Baker-guitar, Carl
be thinkin' of Oh, we will, will come together as close as fingers in a glove And before the night is over you gonna be in love Play your little piano
been going crazy Sheena, oh Sheena Steel guitar and saxophone Who would like to know Who she's taking home? I'm playing the piano 'Til my fingers' like
puts the record on and the aimless rise to dance Embrace me, my sweet embraceable you I see you, George, in your apartment on Riverside Drive Some fifty years ago, your fingers
the city goes Huck Down the beckonin' streets of opportunity And a whistling his favorite river song And a bad blind nigger at the piano Puts a sinister
the real danger is thumbsuckers Yes you heard me my friends I think thumbsucker And every time every time you make a peace sign with your fingers And
wedding Bells are ringing, the shotgun is a-singing Now [unverified] your fingers steady, a little game of (Paper, scissors, rock) A lion tamer yelling, your first piano
kisses that you waste 'Cos I'm out of legal tender Big deal, there's a little rust in my piano A few more lines upon my face There's corrosion in my fingers
you'll be halfway home You can't go wrong So believe in a song They get you hummin' You start a strummin' Just keep 'em comin' They get you goin' You snap your fingers
my system But there's one musical instrument that I call mine I love a piano, I love a piano I love to hear somebody play Upon a piano, a grand piano
wish Lord I wish you were mine [ piano ] On the north side of Dallas in a forty roomed house She remembers her cowboy as she takes off her blouse She fingers
big leg on you AII night long makes a dream come true. If you want to be happy . . . Reggae italian . . . big piano solo . . . not bad he . . . Next time try two fingers
Did you say anythin'? Marian: Of course not, Mama! Now don't dawdle, Amaryllis. So do la ti mi, A little slower and please Keep the fingers curved
