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dig, Santa comes on big He'll come a callin' when the snow's the most. When all you cats are sleepin' warm as toast. And you gonna flip when Old Saint Nick. Incomprehensible a lick on the peppermint
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There's a wind from the west. Coming on strong. It won't be long. The thing starts kicking in. Wild cats fall. Ready or not. Here's our shot. It won't get away again. 'Cause this time. We're
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roll roll roll. bop man bop I wanna rip it, rock it, really bop it,. Yeah, Davy Crockett. Every time I hear that wild saxophone I wanna mambo, jambo, do my number. Hold my baby all the summer
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y'all so quick to blame That's why I got number one. On the back o' my Range. Y'all cats is foreplayin'. I'm pregnant by the game (Seventh round!). Some would like to see me in ball and chain. But Im
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. Cadillac, El Dorado, and it's gone to my head. Short time to live, long time to stay dead. I ain't doin' no favors, I ain't asking for none. Cause I got money, I can pay for my fun. That's the way I want
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. Chorus. Back in the village again. In the village,. I'm back in the village again. No breaks on the inside,. Paper cats and burning barns,. There's fox among the chickens,. And a killer in the hounds
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rain. We're the junkyard dogs, we're the alley cats. Keep the wind at our front, and the hell at our back. That's who we are. We do our talking, walk that walk. Wide open rocking. That's how we roll. Our
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there ain't no stoppin'. Rockin' with my baby in her fishnet stockings Well she's got a pair in pink, she's got a pair in red. When she puts the black ones she makes me loose my head Singin' wop bop a
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. He said "Where was you on the third of June 1963?". And then them cats with rubber hoses started givin' me the third degree. But I was framed. I never did nothing. But I was framed. Framed. Framed
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last night. And you called me by another man's name. Out the door Well, I miss you, girl, and I love you, love. And I hope you're doin' fine. Just leave me alone, darling. Stop sniffin' around my
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? I'm standing in the rain. Can't seem to get along. People rushing by. Wish they should hear the song Bye bye, I'm standing in the rain. You know, it's streaming down on me. Cats and dogs. Hey, I
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dig those tunes like they should be dug. A real home-coming for all the cats. Just shimmy down the path of the welcome mat. Call in there and you'll see some sights. At the house, the house, the house
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and war cries. Broke out on different corners. Power to the people. Black power. Black is beautiful. . Verse 3 (Common). Black church services, murderers, Arabs serving burgers. As cats with
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and war cries. Broke out on different corners. Power to the people. Black power. Black is beautiful. . Verse 3 (Common). Black church services, murderers, Arabs serving burgers. As cats with
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Midnight not a sound from the pavement. Has the moon lost her memory?. She is smiling alone. In the lamplight, the withered leaves collect at my feet. And the wind begins to moan. Memory, All
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the dumb rap, dumb rap. Man I done been there and done that, let's move on Yo what happened to the Game?. All these ***** rappin' the same and that's lame. Cats hustlin', bustin' they gat. But
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You better open up honey it's your lover boy me that's a knockin'. You better listen to me sugar all the cats are at the High School rockin'. Honey get your boppin' shoes before the jukebox blows a
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Think of all the animals you've ever heard about. like rhinoceroses and tigers, cats and mink. There are lots of funny animals in all this world. But have you ever seen a panther that is pink
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Madison blues shoes. I've got the Madison blues. Now put on your Madison blues shoes. Oh, yeah!. Now, you cats talkin' about your Madison shoes. We're doing a thing we call the Madison blues. We do the
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My child arrived just the other day. He came to the world in the usual way. But there were planes to catch and bills to pay. He learned to walk while I was away. And he was talkin' 'fore I knew it
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be times like these. There's nothing shakin but the leaves on the trees. . I meet the gang and go to rockin Joes. The cats are stompin on there heels and toes. I find my baby inside I give her a
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put on your Madison blue shoes ohh yeah. . Now you're cats talk about your Madison shoes. We're doing a thing we call the Madison blues. . We do the Madison blues. We do the Madison blues. We do
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. But these cats ain't built like your killed like. Blood gets spilled like poke a nigga tonight. Bang bang ha! It hurts. The * you screemin' on me for I'm puttin' in work. We leave more bodies
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be times like these. There's nothing shakin but the leaves on the trees. . I meet the gang and go to rockin Joes. The cats are stompin on there heels and toes. I find my baby inside I give her a
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, don't cross my path. I don't bother chasing mice around, well, no. I slink down the alley looking for a fight. Howling to the moonlight on a hot summer night. Singing the blues while the lady cats cry
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be times like these. There's nothing shakin but the leaves on the trees. . I meet the gang and go to rockin Joes. The cats are stompin on there heels and toes. I find my baby inside I give her a
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bread things are all dry 'n' scratchy. The meat thing. Where the cats ate trough the paper. The can things with the sharp little edges. That can cut your fingers when you're not looking. The soft
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