Just what is it that you want to do? We wanna be free We wanna be free to do what we wanna do And we wanna get loaded And we wanna have a good time That
(reed) Loaded version Can I have your autograph He said to the fat blonde actress You know I've seen every movie you've been in From paths of pain to
Mama told me, ever since I was seven "Hold your head up high" My parents told me, ever since I was eleven "Hold your head up high" They said the answer
Lonesome Cowboy Bill Yo he rides the rodeo Lonesome Cowboy Bill You got to see him yodel ay-hee-ho Lonesome Cowboy Bill You know he rides the rodeo Up
Somebody took the papers And somebody's got the key And somebody's nailed the door shut That says, "Hey, what you think that you see?" But me, I'm down
Train round the bend Taking me away from my country I'm sick of the trees take me to the city Train coming round the bend Oh, train coming round the bend
Pa papa papa papa Pa papa papa papa Pa papa papa papa Pa papa papa papa I found a reason to keep living Oh and the reason dear is you I found a reason
Standing on the corner, suitcase in my hand Jack is in his corset, and Jane is in her vest, and, me I'm in a rock'n'roll band. Huh Ridin' in a Stutz-Bearcat
Sun gettin' heavy and the night is fallin' Phone ringin' it's a good time callin' Old truck slicked up shinin' like a rhinestone Takin' off like a big
My friend John, he's a flattop He's a cop on the eastern side He's a watchdog sent on a paper bag Chase where the children's Guns all hide in the school
I am a friend You watch me slip again and again I know your name You tore me up, left to bleed But I still want you..... I come, it will blow Yeah, I'
[Chorus] Show a big tyma love When you see me riddin' dubs Platinum chain diamond up but Please don't stare at us! What it do I see you peepin' me I'm
Blacklung coat and your little crown That's the crown that you get for falling down Hey baby let me look in your eyes I see you standing in a weird red
You sigh and you walk You talk, you care about nothing And sometimes you're feelin' That life has treated you wrong I've got a feeling, you know what
I know why you came here I know it's the same fear It seems loaded, it seems true, true Got no hand, what can I do? I've been struggling, you've been
I don't get it I mean you niggas claim to be riders and thugged out And super OG and all that old shit But for real, what would you really rather be doin
Ooh, yes we're comin' in loaded Ooh, yes we're comin' in loaded I'll hold the boat steady brother like a rock Full speed a head until we hit the dock
uh.uhuhhuh uhh.uh shes planning on faking her death thats my chippewa baby doll i was living on beacon hill somebody loves you too sometimes i get violent