Breathin' hot an' heavy Covered up in sweat I can feel the rhythm Poundin' in my chest The atmosphere's electric Can't you feel the buzz? Let's get this
The tension in the air is so damn thick You can cut it with a knife, stir it with a stick It?s like Mississipi mud umm and it gets in your blood Steam
I awake on a chilly Christmas morning Watching choirs singing carols on TV I gaze out through my window at a dozen other windows Then I plug in my artificial
The fire is burning The room's all aglow Outside the December wind blows Away in the distance the carolers sing in the snow Everybody's laughing The world
a whisper say, A curse is on her if she stay To look down to Camelot. She knows not what the curse may be, And so she weaveth steadily, And little other
'm still here at the banquet hall At the banquet hall Where the gun went off, in the Carolina Rain In the Carolina Rain, in the Carolina Rain Oh, Caroline
fall, make it rain everyday cuz I order ball, new play call it auto ball, its too much bangin get off each others balls. Sippin champagne way up in first
m fifty grand short from gettin' me a brand new Benz It's kinda hard for the black man I watch The Million Man March for the black man And through the sun and rain
arm you inspire you with fear It has the opposite effect There's a new grove of trees on the outskirts of town The other one is long gone 10 foot, 2
to Carolina, don't you know I'm right behind ya? No love of mine is gonna wind up leaving me for Carolina I don't mind the rain, it suits me Makes a
UNDER FIRE BACK HOME DADDY?S LITTLE BOY?S PLAYIN? WITH AN ARMY TOY WONDER WHO HE ADMIRES RIGHT THERE AT THAT VERY SAME TIME EACH ONE IS ON THE OTHERS
whisper say, A curse is on her if she stay To look down to Camelot. She knows not what the curse may be, And so she weaveth steadily, And little other
The fire is burning, the room?s all aglow Outside the December wind blows Away in the distance The carolers sing in the snow Everybody?s laughing The
party if I find a ride Helicopters fly and birds like to nest Elvis or The Beatles, who care's who's the best Raleigh is the capital of North Carolina
They're the barrelhouse The boogie-woogie Gloria :And the blues. Chorus : Yes, the barrelhouse, the boogie-woogie and the blues! June :Oh, the barrelhouse makes you want to carol
'm still here at the banquet hall, at the banquet hall Where the gun went off in the Carolina rain In the Carolina rain, in the Carolina rain, oh, Caroline
