off In a salt-n-pepper back, shorty like the front The Bonnie to my Clyde, both ridin' shotgun Both covered in gold, like C-3PO James and Florida Evans 'Let The Good Times
left here long ago I should have been a musician I love the piano She's so light, she's so free I'm tight, well, that's me But I feel so good with darling
thang I ever done Desbite all the ups and downs our love was fun But you cheated on me like twice and it made me cry So I think it's time to say goodbye
but all i could think of was our last fight i was going to play it on piano have the drums come in real bold but i couldn't think of anything good to
the hardcore hip-hop) (Can't stop! Yooou can't stop!) (This goes out to the hardcore hip-hop) (Can't stop! Yooou can't stop!) (Pusha T) As 'Ye flips the piano
back again Take this back and then, tell a friend Spaces and places you been Time travelin *fades out* time travelin.... Time travelin *echoes* Time
daddy's knee Daddy took an old guitar and sang Bury me on the lone prairie Uncle Bob sat at the piano My girl cousins sang harmony Those were the good old family times
lick their love thing It's a family place too now, so bring the kids along They're gonna have a real good time here They got wild women from Borneo Playin' the piano
everybody, let's all hang out Yeah, and doowutwelike From a lime to a lemon, a lemon to a lime Come on, young ladies, let's have good times And doowutwelike
[Mos Def] History It's happening every day y'all (right now) Everyday (right now) Right now (good mornin', Vietnam!) Listen Brooklyn wins again It's the
a softball tournament round my way say that's your word you bird I'll put your beak on a curb but anyway Looks like a good game the pigs ain't leaving
incarcerated but college educated As soon the Albany I was a full time student part time emcee At the time raw shack was the place to be Living on judge
is thru and don't be fuckin with nobody who aint fuckin with you If I were in your shoes, i let there be a start walkin' next time there will be no talkin
me some kind of good woman Even if she's dumb, deaf, crippled or blind Play your piano [Incomprehensible] Yeah, yeah Lord, you make me feel so good this
Now the folks was havin' the time of their life Sam was jivin' Jimmie's wife Over in the corner was a beat up grand Being played by a big fat piano
hear the things you've said Getting to know what's going on in your head There's no humans on the line But there'll be plenty more there in good time
the city limit sign Check your troubles at the door, go on and have a good time The band can play the boogie beat so wear your dancing shoes Let that old piano
a long long time before I'm gonna welcome it might end I ain't a gonna let it leave again Yeah love's gonna come a knockin' at my door [ piano - steel
