bright side of the road. From the dark end of the street To the bright side of the road We'll be lovers once again On the bright side of the road We'
: Anduve por el Norte, anduve por el Sur Como ?autogeografia? y en un eterno tour Vi que no es solamente cuestion de latitud? On our, on our way to
the velour A cal in my pocket You wil', I'mma pop it I'm down for a profit I'm ghetto as hell You can't you tell? My road dog, under the jail Getting
guess I passed you by at that old "Stop" sign At that old "Stop" sign You like to sleep all day and I like my minutes owed I like trips to the movies
guess I passed you by at that old "Stop" sign At that old "Stop" sign You like to sleep all day and I like my minutes long I like trips to the movies
Ross) [Rick Ross:] My Paint Wet, I Ride Slow, The Girl Sweat, While My A/C Cold, Stand Up Guy, But My Top Fold Black Card, 50 Cash For The Road Now
no peace. . . So I run down most hurriedly And joined up with the John Birch Society, I got me a secret membership card And started off a-walkin' down the road
belly with yer hands tied behind And you wish you'd never taken that last detour sign And you say to yourself just what am I doin' On this road I'm walkin
niggas been blinded Looking for a style like Bone but can't see me Just like mike everybody wanna be me Study every movie nigga makin on tv Easy does
: A long slow drive down an old dirt road You've got your hand out the window, listenin' to the radio That's where I wanna be On an old park bench in
: She wakes up when I sleep to talk to ghosts like in the movies If you don't follow what I mean, I sure don't mean to be confusing They say when she
: (D. Cook - R. VanHoy) Ah, backseat, back road, drive-in movie shows Ya got your daddy's car tonight Eight straight hours of old monster movies at
the air...magic in the air north of the city, on the quiet, quiet road, i find myself dreaming of days long ago and their lonely, lonely theater where tragic movies
poppy Her beauty it shone through the silence As the commuters they tried not to make eye contact He'd never seen such a beautiful thing Except for in movies
days Ya I think I hear your voice - but it's just a dream It's a brand new movie but the same old scene Ya I've been on the road nearly all my life Been
biker in Enfield period Fuck with me! (what?) I drove the deepest ditches (huh?) Scaled the steepest slopes and road the meanest roads Left skid marks
tryin? to make a livin? I?m an old man at thirty-nine With two kids and an ex-wife Who moved up to Riverside I?m workin? down on the border Drivin? back roads