We're gonna put this one down for
Josh
Martinez,
DJ
Moves
This song is gonna be about women
It's about women loving women
It's about pretty much,
you know, everything
I got one life to live and I'll live it with it
I go one dance at a chance and I'm
exceeding my limit
It's this song my ear loves to hear
Is this last dance that could
last a whole year?
Steppin' on my toes, repeat on my shows
Dancin' with the man
-eater woman
Dan cin' with the man -eater woman
Dancin' with the man
-eater woman
That's how dancin' is
Well, it's almost two o 'clock
and the bar closes sharp
They're leavin' the mic alone
and people go home
Never want this song to stop with
the jukebox and the men
Women lovin' women
Well, I don't want to hurt anybody
Yeah, I don't want to be
the whiskey that burns
And I don't want to be
no whiskey that burns
Because all I want is women
loving women
Choking to death, loving my neighbor
Chew up the gum till the gum is clear
Women loving women
I was thrown on a fastball
Hit by an overall
I wanted the first
Olympian
Like a slider
Every time I live for tomorrow
The woman got sorrow
Every day, you drink till they fall
Drinking my drink, it's time I rethink
I asked for my question,
but now I don't know
When it's loving, when it's how it is
It's like dan cing on the street,
in my bare feet
Taking my time, with one last dance
It's like dancing on the street,
in my bare feet
Taking my time, with one last dance
I found myself alone most
nights when I go home
She's a phone call away,
but I'd rather write a poem
Sitting in my room, staring at the moon I'm feeling like I'm breaking,
something's gotta give soon
I'm getting up at noon, wipe the sleep out my mind I can't help it,
love it makes enlightened people go blind
girls are so hard to find and all I need is a little me drinkin',
smokin', wordin', spokin' weed
I promise I love girls till I find other
women whose eyes were pearls
I could swim in, dive in,
swim in, but women love in it
I got a friend who's unemployed,
another smoked out weird
Another lives with his mom and has a
Bushman beard
I'm fallin' over,
knowin' I'm not sober
Thinkin' at an all -ages show,
I'm overage and underdrinkin'
I'm all into my mall,
I was big when you were small
I'm wearing gang clothing, colored
Nova
Scotia fall
I know girls whose pearly whites
might get them laid
I know other girls who won't allow
themselves to be played
I love strong women, raw women,
lovely women, loving women
Wish I could be a real
man like some women
Look like friends,
others pretend to be men
Some score a perfect ten,
others never ever let the love end
I just wanna run my mouth until
I run out of tongue ties
I'm over
Sundays,
some days it doesn't pay to wake up
But I'm up a lot these days,
like doing songs with a walrus, a wild turkey, and a
DJ
Moog
It's like dancing on the street, with my bare feet,
taking my time, one last dance
It's like dancing on the street, with my bare feet,
taking my time, one last dance
Oh face it, you just hate every single
guy on the face of the earth.
I just hate all these extroverted,
obnoxious, pseudo -Bohemian losers.
Sup
Josh?
Hey, give me two packs of cigarettes today,
working overtime, 16 hours.
Give me like six of these beef jerky's,
hungry enough to chew the crotch out of a rag doll.
Hey!
Hey!
You!
How many times I tell you?
No chef, no service.
Get the hell out of my store.
What do you think this is?
Club mate?