off thinkin' we local, come on homie, we major We major? Come on, homie, we major We major? Come on, homie, we major We major? Come on, homie, we major We major? Come on, homie, we
can't fix 'Cause I can do it in the mix (To all my dj's) There's not a problem that I can't fix (Where we do it?) 'Cause I can do it in the mix (In the
will I'm gonna tell About a gang of fellers from down at Nashville First I'll start with old Red Foley doin' the 'Chattanooga shoe' We can't forget Hank Williams
it The R.U.D.E.B.O.X. Up yer jacksy, split yer kecks Sing a song of semtex Pocket full of Durex Body full of Mandrax Are we gonna have sex (yes) Will
I love music Keep on Singing We wont lose it Picture Me there Missing no one If young hearts Run free Why cant we go on Go until they kick us out We've
ll keep stallin' till the pendulum swings 'Cos the opera ain't over till the fat lady sings Mister William I can't tell If your overture was swell ???????? wasn't well But since we
wild west nephew. [Pharrell] Yesssirrr! [Chorus - Pharrell Williams & Vanessa Marquez] [V] Can I get more thrills? [P] You know you want some more girl, so come on [V] Can
I'm on in my A heart so easy It's just for you I'm singing I don't waste time in dession We've got things to do so let's in Any time you feel like a
(featuring Michelle Williams) [Hook: The Beatles sample (Michelle Williams)] All the lonely people, where do they all come from? All the lonely people
we can demand a weekend If we can get the man to weaken So if you're ready than send a beacon To be continued and to begin We can't be content to steep
, me, you, and your Chloe glasses Go somewhere private where we can discuss fashion Like, Prada blouse, Gucci bra Filth Mart jeans, take that off [Break: Pharrell Williams
want I want sunshine, sunshine Gimme Gimme Gimme cuz it's been so long I want sunshine, sunshine we're two of a kind like blue birds singing out a simple tune if you don
i can hang out with billy dee williams, and he can hang out with me pizza, love, and hominy, grits, peach pits, and songs to sing more accountability so i can
get lonely on top You can hate me or love me, but now the cops the only homies he got When it's beef we eat, we win, but we ain't lonely we pop You sell
sound Like a Tennessee Williams play Honest, it's amazing That we can get together at all For in between the saddle and the grand piano We can read the
her were trumpets and tympani Violins, basses and woodwinds and cellos, singing "We're so glad that you finally made it here You thought nobody cared, but we did, we
bomb On top of your skin, I'm sliding it in When I'm done, you can wake it up and ride it again Then we can hold on through the night, fan on and covers