July
August 2009
Put down the magazine and get off the phone Theres a place I wanna show u and it wont take long Take a ride Take a ride Its lookin like we’re getting there Over here, comin clear Place that has no
The warden threw a party in the county jail. The prison band was there and they began to wail. The band was jumpin' and the joint began to swing. You should've heard those knocked out jailbirds sing.
Bright light city gonna set my soul Gonna set my soul on fire Got a whole lot of money that's ready to burn, So get those stakes up higher There's a thousand pretty women waitin' out there And they're
Night rider, night rider He came riding to town As the sun was going down Saw my baby and he smiled her heart away Now what will I do today
King of Rock'n' roll
Old school...
It's not in the way that you hold me it's not in the way you say you care It's not in the way you've been treating my friends It's not in the way that you stayed till the end It's not in the way you l
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