Gee, it's great after bein' out late. Walkin' my baby back home. Arm in arm, over meadow and farm. Walkin' my baby back home. . We go 'long harmonizing a song.
Boom boom acka lacka lacka boom. Boom boom acka lacko boom boom. Boom boom acka lacka lacka boom. Boom boom acka lacko boom boom. . Boom boom acka lacka lacka boom.
She can dance. When she walks down the street. Seems to float through the air. Like in a real good dream. . Dark brown skin. This angel blues just under six.
My little one and lonely smoke some little green wings. She was a boo, boo queen that told me how to see things. Something's coming but I think it's from the gutter.
She appears on the scene. Her body's on point and her walk is mean. The crowd parts like the sea. They can look but a touch they can only dream. He loves a challenge so he licks his lips.
No I can't forget this evening. Or your face as you were leaving. But I guess that's just the way. The story goes. You always smile but in your eyes. Your sorrow shows.
We're the ones with the runaway eyes. We're the ones who can improvise. Give us room and a hot situation. We believe in positive stimulation. . We are the young, we are the young with the modern attitude.
Bring me back to where I started. Tell me how I got so lost. Bring me back to days uncharted. Oh, won't you to tell me how I got so lost?. . I've seen a big change in how I think lately.
Wonderful you, the dope you are. And beautiful me, came for your party. Well lately I can't stop talking about you. And mainly I'm wondering. Why in the hell I left without you?.
You've got me all tied up to the whipping tree. But, oh, my friend, I'm just glad to be in love again. My dear, it's queer, I know low and I know fear.
There was a time, I resigned,. resigned myself to a lonely climb,. but thinking this was a bad sign, all aboard flight 9, one nine. departing on time, since you called me.
Hey there, you know, I don't see a dog like you. You hang around in the cold blackness. And watch it all, guess you just love the ladies. Why don't you walk your ass on up.
Of mine or could be Hell. Or maybe I'm not eheheh. Everything I should be eh. Or maybe I'm not eheheh. And everything I've wanted to real-. Lize. Baby I got eheh.
A long time ago we used to be friends. But I haven't thought of you lately at all. If ever again a greeting I send to you. Short and sweet to the soul I intend.
Hoping and smoking. That's what I keep hoping. . That broken and smoking. That's what I keep coping. . Gotta wake up and notice. Wasp in the Lotus. Sweet talk and shy talk, yeah.
It's morning two and you haven't called me. It's like a thorn burning in my side. Open the blinds, but something is different, can't put my finger on it.
You don't have to explain it to me. Babe, I feel it coming...just have to let it be. I've seen your cold, cold ways. And it kept me lost in a haze. . Gonna lose your woman.
Is it ever gonna come?. I wanna believe but I can't really see. 'Cause I'm afraid to even lift my head up. If I look for you are you gonna be gone?. .
Hey, hey, hey, yeah. . In the back room of the bar, crusty fingernails I saw him. Everything was hidden by, all the greasy hair he was in. Never looking up, he seemed so sad, I tried to offer him.