I hear these women raving 'bout their monkey men. About their trifling husbands and their no good friends. These poor women sit around all day and moan.
Without a song the day would never end. Without a song the road would never bend. When things go wrong, a man ain't got a friend. Without a song. . That field of corn would never see a plow.
I'm in love, yes I am. I'm in love, yes I am um!. I'm in love. Hey baby, hey you know I am. In love. Uh, huh you know I am. . Friends all wonder. What's come over me.
What I'd Say. Earl Thomas Conley. Talkin to the mirror. Whisperin your name. Just like you were here, you'd think I was insane. I hold these conversations in the silence of my room.
There's a lot of nice things,. That he never told her,. And he forgets to hold her. When she needs him sometimes. The promises he made her. He never got around to.
The world keeps on spinning. The world keeps on spinning, yeah. World keeps on spinning. The worlds keeps on spinning, yeah. . Hey now, I know you're gonna be okay.
Who makes the loot? Grand Puba. Who makes the loot?. Who makes the loot? Grand Puba. Well, who makes the loot? Bust it. . Goodness grief, let me lighten up the brief.
The world keeps on spinning. The world keeps on spinning, yeah. World keeps on spinning. The worlds keeps on spinning, yeah. . Hey now, I know you're gonna be okay.
Oh, what a night, yo, that I just been through. I barely made it home from this hip-hop venue. These two guys, no three guys, no four, yo, this posse.
The man who only lives for making money. Lives a life that isn't necessarily sunny. Likewise the man who works for fame. . There's no guarantee that time won't erase his name.
The man who only lives for making money. Lives a life that isn't necessarily sunny. Likewise the man who works for fame. . There's no guarantee that time won't erase his name.
The man who only lives for making money. Lives a life that isn't necessarily sunny. Likewise the man who works for fame. . There's no guarantee that time won't erase his name.
Tell Automatic Slim , tell Razor-Totin' Jim. Tell Butcher Knife-Totin' Annie, tell Fast-Talking Fanny. We gonna pitch a ball, down to that union hall.
I'm sentimental, so I walk in the rain. I've got some habits even I can't explain. Could start for the corner, turn up in Spain. But why try to change me now?.
I wonder who, gonna be your sweet man when I'm gone?. I wonder who, gonna be your sweet man when I'm gone?. I wonder who you're gonna have to love you?.
Woke up this morning, feel 'round for my shoes. You know 'bout that babe, had them old walkin' blues. Woke up this morning, I feel 'round for my shoes.
I'm goin' out walkin'. Walking down through the park. I'm goin' out walkin'. Walking down through the park. I'm gonna walk in the moonlight. Wait until the night gets dark.
Tell Automatic Slim , tell Razor Totin' Jim. Tell Butcher Knife Totin' Annie, tell Fast Talking Fanny. A we gonna pitch a ball, a down to that union hall.
Woke up this morning, feel 'round for my shoes. You know 'bout that babe, had them old walkin' blues. Woke up this morning, I feel 'round for my shoes.
I'm goin' out walkin'. Walking down through the park. I'm goin' out walkin'. Walking down through the park. I'm gonna walk in the moonlight. Wait until the night gets dark.