Little ghetto boy, playing in the ghetto street. Whatcha' gonna do when you grow up. And have to face responsiblity?. Will you spend your days and nights in the pool room?.
For all we know. We may never meet again. Before you go. . Make this moment sweet again. We won't say goodnight. Until the last minute. I will hold out my hand.
Giving up. Is hard to do. When you really. Love someone. Giving up. So hard to do. When you still depend upon. Her warm and tender touch. Her kiss and her caress.
We're flying high on a velvet sky,. With the wind on our wings. Climbing easily on the breeze. . We're flying easy and we do just what we please. We drink the breezes as we drink wine,and the nectar is sweet.
I've been so many places in my life and time. I've sung a lot of songs. I've made some mad rhymes. I've acted out my life in stages. With 10,000 people watching.
Seems we've weathered. Hard times we've been through. In silence I've waited. I missed you (I missed you too). . 'Cause you, you and I back together again.
[Warren G]. Regulators. We regulate any stealing of his property. And we damn good too. But you can't be any geek off the street,. Gotta be handy with the steel if you know what I mean, earn your keep!.
Baby, I was just a young girl. When you came on the scene 10 years ago. I thought I was hip, I could deal with the trips. No matter how fast or slow. .
Your love is liftin' me higher. Than I've ever been lifted before. . Your love is liftin' me higher. Than I've ever been lifted before. So keep it up, quench my desire.
Hooray for Hollywood. That screwy, ballyhooey Hollywood. Where any office boy or young mechanic. Can be a panic, with just a good looking pan. Where any barmaid can be a star maid.
What gives you the right to take my love. was it hard for you?. Did you cut me down cause I had too much. . Don't you realize how much this hurts?. Are you satisfied?.
Laid down last night, hopin' I would have my peace, eee. I laid down last night, hopin' I would have my peace, eee. But when I woke up, Tom Rushen1 was shakin' me.
I went down to the river, sat beneath the willow tree. The dew dropped on those willow leaves and it rolled right down on me. And that's the reason I've got those weeping willow blues.
Papa, Papa, treetop tall. Hear your lovin' mama call. You ain't doin' no good. You ain't treatin' me like you should. . Papa, Papa, hear my plea. Stop mistreatin' me.
Come along, get you ready Wear your bran', bran' new gown. For there's gwine to be a meeting In that good, good old town. Where you knowded everybody And they all knowded you.
Listen to my plea this mornin'. My love gonna get you told. Pay attention to my warnin'. 'Cause you've been actin', quite too bold. Everything you give me must suit me to a tee.