down on the floor, guitar You won't need too much pursuadin' I don't mean to sound degradin' But with a face like that You got nothin' to laugh about Red
'm one of these guys who's nice to know 'Coz I know a place to go It's just down the generation gap I'll take you there in a red hot cab And if you want
Show my lady friend all around the town. Parked the Harley and hopped in the truck, Smelling good, and looking like 10 million bucks. Blue Yankee hat on, Red
You put your best red dress on And came here tonight all alone He must have really hurt you bad Ordered up a double Coke and rum And hope it'll turn
Don't bother telling me what I got coming in the morning I already know I got some feelgood pills and a red Gatorade by my bed Ready to go I'm gonna
honeys in the video get her back to the telly and it's here we go if the chickens on the rag we say hell no give her chips call a cab we say let's go
San Francisco Bay, past pier thirty-nine Early p.m, can't remember what time Got the waiting cab stopped at the red light Address, unsure of but it turned
you down on the floor Won't need too much persuading I don't mean to sound degrading But with a face like that You got nothing to laugh about Red lips
saw you down on the floor Won't need to much pursuading I don't mean to sound degrading But with a face like that you got nothing to laugh about Red
bricks, 20 stacks and 30 pounds of the Purp In a niggas stash house scraight looking for the work I'm a lick-hit nigga all I do is do dirt Leave a red
chest And I woke up in a strange place My mind a blur and some red on my chin I made a ride in that blackened cab Some destination was moving on in
is, after all, the modern day roman coliseum Human devastation as mass entertainment And now millions sit jeering collectively cheering The bloodthirsty hierarchy of the patriarchal arrangement She is hailing a cab
the truth, he got all that just a little mixed up i can't tell you exactly what he said but the minute he said it every face went red but he just paused
pan layin' in the road Will he make the show? Heck no, heck no Taxi, Greyhound, yeller cab, somebody I'll show him a redneck He'll have a red neck When
, Paddington train station please Make the red lights turn green Endlessly My black cab rolls through the neon disease Endlessly, endlessly Euston, Paddington train station please Make the red
d like to say i wish you every happiness, i hope your feelin fine, now you have a real good time and i wish you happy birthday baby mine. Wear your red
my back to the headboard i was smokin a little cigarette to relax myself my head felt dead sore, i was in embassy, backing up blue alize, energised off red