crazy rock 'n' roll band Is spinning in your head (In your head) Each generation makes us stars As the first five on the charts Oh and they are top of the bill
way that he's making me feel This way about his love I've been looking for something like this I'm singing oh If he make you feel like a million dollar bill
You talkin' to me? 'Cause I don't wanna know, no no no You can't even see What's already on show, oh oh oh Ooh, Baseball Bill Ooh, Baseball Bill Ooh, Baseball Bill
of a scrub like you, who don't know what a man's about Can you pay my bills? Can you pay my telephone bills? Do you pay my automo' bills? If you did
Up in those hills, uppa-up in those hills. You better beware, stay clear of Buffalo Bill, Buffalo Bill, Buffa-Buffalo Bill. [Verse 3] Now, what ya know about Buffalo Bill
40 dollar jeans, thousand dollar shades Walk up in the club like a KKK parade. DJ scream my name, bitches turn they head. light sign on my section, i
jamais volees Et meme malgre la tristesse Des grands regards qui me blessent Mains prises, je m?enfoncerai Dans le grand paradis des billes Au paradis des billes
You may have heard of jalopies, You heard the noise they make, Let me introduce you to my Rocket '88. Yes it's great, just won't wait, Everybody likes
SKINNIE MINNIE - BILLY HALEY & HIS COMETS Well, my skinnie minnie has a clay as a cheek And I was 6 feet high and one foot thin And now I do I love her
When you found somebody new I thought I never would Forget you for I thought then I never could But time has taken all the pains away until now I'm down
One, Two, Three O'clock, Four O'clock rock, Five, Six, Seven O'clock, Eight O'clock rock. Nine, Ten, Eleven O'clock, Twelve O'clock rock, We're gonna
Won't you come home, Bill Bailey, won't you come home I cried the whole night long I'll do the cookin', Bailey, I'll pay the rent I know I've done you
Bungalow Bill What did you kill, Bungalow Bill? Hey, Bungalow Bill What did you kill, Bungalow Bill? Hey, Bungalow Bill What did you kill, Bungalow Bill
Well, the whole town listened to the radio For the Smiling Bill McCall Show Everyone in Nashville Was listenin' to Bill I don't want to be layin' in
) Now let it breath to em, yea......... [Chorus] It goes all these bitches and nigas still hatin? I used to be a baller but now I?m Bill Gatin? Got a
was the last of that Wild Bill Jones And tomorrow will be the last of me They sent me to prison for twenty long years This poor boy longs to be free But Wild Bill