| Disc 1 | ||||||
|---|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 1. |
| - | 
|
|||
| 2. |
| - | 
|
|||
|
Good morning little schoolgirl
Can I go home, home with you? Good morning little schoolgirl Can I go home, home with you? Tell your mama and your papa Big be schoolboy, too I won't bore you, yeah Baby, I won't bore you all night long Yes, I do Baby, I wanna ball you I wanna ball you all night long Tell your mama and your papa Baby, baby, doing nothing wrong, child I'm doing nothing wrong, yeahI won't bore you, yea, yea, huh Baby, I wanna ball you all night long Yes, I do, child I won't bore you, darling, yea I won't bore you all night long Tell your mama and your papa Baby, baby, we're gonna do nothing wrong Wrong , wrong, wrong Baby, I wanna ball you every night Oh, yeah, come on now |
||||||
| 3. |
| - |
|
|||
| 4. |
| - |
|
|||
| 5. |
| - |
|
|||
|
You rolypoly
All over town But you come on back to me When things are down Love like a man Love all you can Your satisfaction Is growing less If you come on back to me Use my address and let you Love like a man Love all you can You are the woman You can't deny You look so good to me, girl You make me high I'll tell you something I think you know When you flash those eyes at me Love like a man Love all you can |
||||||
| 6. |
| - |
|
|||
| 7. |
| - |
|
|||
|
I've been running, I've been wild so long
Don't know the difference between right and wrong Last production of a long hard line Being born was just the first of my crimes Roll on river roll on Nothing stops the flood Some souls ain't for saving Can't help being born with Bad Blood Born in the jungle you've got to fight to survive You'll never take me dead or alive Life ain't about living, it's trying not to drown Gonna rise up gonna tear you down Roll on river roll on Nothing stops the flood Some souls ain't for saving Can't help being born with Bad Blood I can see round every corner open any door I gave the touch to Midas I'll give you anything To satisfy your greed there's just one thing I need Everything Take it Listening to your conscience gets you nowhere fast Want to see into the future better look to the past 'Cus I'll be rising when the sun goes down You don't know me I've always been around Roll on river roll on Just can't stop the flood Some souls ain't for saving Can't help being born with Bad Blood |
||||||
| 8. |
| - |
|
|||
|
This world is driving me crazy.
Things goin' on make me mad. Waiting in the dole queue for money to come down. No wonder this boy turned bad. I'm gonna write my M. P. Say what the fuck's goin on, All my life I'm runnin' on empty, Watchin' everybody else have fun. I'm a victim of circumstance, a victim of circumstance. This boy never ever stood a chance, I'm a victim of circumstance, whoa - yea ! See the big fat rich man in his Rolls - Royce; Squeaky clean kids by his side. I get the shit, they get the chances. I get to walk, they get to ride. You know I'm your problem boy, I never even stood a chance. Pent up frustrations runnin' inside me now, I'm a victim of circumstance. I'm a victim of circumstance, a victim of circumstance. This boy never ever stood a chance, I'm a victim of circumstance, ow ! What you doin' for the workers ? What you doin' for the unemployed ? Keep dishin' out money for all those jerkers, Can'y say I'm over-joyed. So don't mess with my life, I've had to scrape and fight. Just give me some hope it's gonna get better, Maybe I can sleep at night. I'm a victim of circumstance, a victim of circumstance. This boy never ever stood a chance, I'm a victim of circumstance, Ow ! Victim of circumstance, victim of circumstance, This boy never ever stood a chance. Ah ! |
||||||
| 9. |
| - |
|
|||
| 10. |
| - |
|
|||
| 11. |
| - |
|
|||
|
They're really rockin' in Boston
In Pittsburgh, P.A. Deep in the heart of Texas And 'round Frisco Bay All over St. Louis 'Way down in New Orleans All the cats wanna dance with Sweet Little Sixteen Sweet little sixteen She' just got to have About a half a million famed autographs Her wallets filled with pictures She get 'em one by one Becomes so excited Watch her, look at her run 'Cause they'll be rockin' on Bandstand In Philadelphia, P.A. Deep in the heart of Texas And 'round Frisco Bay All over St. Louis 'Way down in New Orleans All the cats wanna dance with Sweet Little Sixteen Sweet Little Sixteen She's got the grownup blues Tight dresses and lipstick She's sportin' high heel shoes Oh, but tomorrow morning She'll have to change her trend And be sweet sixteen And back in class again Oh, mommy, mommy Please may I go? It's such a sight to see Somebody steal the show Oh daddy, daddy I beg of you Whisper to mommy It's all right with you |
||||||
|
