My love she throws me Like a rubber ball Oh, oh oh, the sweetest thing She won't catch me Or break my fall Oh, oh oh, the sweetest thing Baby got blue
seductive you make me wanna touch it I ain't got to tell you, you know I wanna fuck you I'm feelin your style, you better watch me now My tongue'll be
trust is my family and my lady All my dogs got guns Ready for action They wont betray me Your the type to run Or to hold my tongue When it gets crazy
cornet man. A-goin' where there's blowin', Trav'lin' cornet man. Just anytime they call him He'll leave his wife and kiddies Sittin' with their tongues
she knew About dignity I went down where the vultures feed I would've got deeper, but there wasn't any need Heard the tongues of angels and the tongues
t lag behind Bring me my boots and shoes You can hang back or fight your best on the frontline Sing a little bit of these workingman's blues Well, I'
Oh, where have you been, my blue-eyed son ? And where have you been my darling young one ? I've stumbled on the side of twelve misty mountains I've walked
Oh, where have you been, my blue-eyed son? Oh, where have you been, my darling young one? I've stumbled on the side of twelve misty mountains, I've walked
the Fuhrer Could be the local priest. You know sometimes Satan comes as a man of peace. He got a sweet gift of gab, he got a harmonious tongue, He knows
shit since ninety-two Look at all the bullshit I've been through So-called beef with you know who Fuck a few female stars or two Nigga, blue light, nigga
blue hat Live in a blue house on a blue street In a blue town by a blue creek I write my blue songs with my blue pen I sing the blue notes to my blue
. I dance in blue shoes and wear a blue hat. Live in a blue house, on a blue street, in a blue town by a blue creek. I write my blue songs with my blue
hair inside that mirror The one you painted blue and glued with jewelry tears Something about those bright colors Will always made you feel better But now we speak with ruined tongues