Struttin' so tall like only Chicken Little can With your coy glance and your flirty look You attention starved whore boy you wrote that book Then she left me Waiting on high
it on Keep on dancing in the streets of love French kissing on JFK drive Till we crash at the beach Where we watch the sun rise Tell me what you waiting
from everywhere To the Great Divide Seeking a place to stand Or a place to hide Down in the crowded bars Out for a good time Can't wait to tell
and truth As I see You on the throne, I see Your train fills the roof I'm on bended knees, hands extended closed eyes Holy, Holy, Holy is Lord the Most High
clothes put them on hold Saw an X on her hand she's looking for the soap First I wouldn't go, now I'm in the cold Parking garage with her hands on my
in disguise When you find out your pregnant No money, no home And even though you all alone You'se got to do this on your own So baby go on I wish
pearly gate But wait) No time for stalling (But death is calling) You wanna stomp on it somebody's gotta start falling (True, what I do from sun up)
got addicted had to leave the burbs, back in the ghetto doin wild shit, lookin at the sun don't pay Criminal mind all the time, wait for Judgment Day
It's on) From New York it's sexual (It's on) Give it yo you from the get go (It's on) Every position (It's on) Girl slow it down, matter of fact turn
is gently bleedin' out of my soul penetratin' the evening as i ride on this endless road but you can't turn back the time it always gonna wait on the
die Dem woulda try stop the sun from shine inna the sky? But according to the power of the higher most high Jah control de sun de moon and de sky
the matador He move without a sound And I can't stay here anymore I stand on shaky ground I open my mind I am healed by the sun I pull down the blind And I wait
sings with his tongue on fire Gargles in the rat race choir Bent out of shape from society's pliers Cares not to come up any higher But rather get you
and shook his head And he went and did the Cat instead He's a weird monkey, very funky. I sat with my high-heeled sneakers on Waiting to play tennis in the noonday sun
old men on the benches Tell you now that the whole town is empty. In the north end of town, My own children are grown But I was raised on the other.
: Proud in the morning sun Day has just begun She's a queen riding on the waves So many miles away Sailing many a day Brave in dark storms and hurricanes
care My love waits there in San Francisco Above the blue and windy sea When I come home to you San Francisco Your golden sun will shine for me (My love waits
after school The TV's on The flame is blue And you hope it won't take All afternoon The TV's waiting To talk to you It's your naked body On white velour
