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(Muevelo) (Subelo) Tico era un Boricua de Manhattan Cantaba en el subway Con su beat box y su electric guitar Por las noches era DJ Se paraban en las
(Gene Simmons, Scott Van Zen) [Verse] Hey you standing over there Come inside, and outside Sit back, you're going for a ride And do you know? And do
Reggae got soul, got so much soul Listen to the beat Move your dancing feet Rock your bodyline, move in time You don't have to salute while I'm passing
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Keep your soul intact Don't let nothing hold you back Your soul intact Keep your soul intact Don't let nothing hold you back Your soul intact Don't
Pretty woman, walking down the street Pretty woman, the kind I like to meet Pretty woman, I don't believe you, you're not the truth No one could look
She grew up with the children of the stars In the Hollywood hills, in the Boulevard Her parents threw big parties, everyone was there They hung out with
I was all right for awhile I could smile for awhile But I saw you last night You held my hand so tight As you stopped to say, "Hello" Oh, you wished
This song is dedicated to all the brothers out there Who've ever loved a woman whether it was your mother Whether it was a lover or whether it was your
Beat my bones against the wall Staring down an empty hall Deep down in a hollow log Coming home like a letter bomb Cold was the storm That covered the
Let your soul, be your pilot Let your soul, guide you He'll guide you well When you're down and they're counting When your secrets, all found out When
Ah, ah, ah Things just ain't the way that they used to be Back in the day when a man meant security He'd be working hard all week Baby kick back and throw
Ooh! My soul Baby baby, baby baby, baby Don't you know my love is true? Honey honey, honey honey, honey Get off of that money Love love, love love,
I'ma drink 'til I drop on my ass, this is Holiday I'ma go and celebrate and hop on the ass That's one more chance, Dick Frank White ain't dead Think you
Drive me home, silver eagle Drive me away from last night's news Empty beds, crowds of people Oh come on, white girl, sing the blues Warm mister, hold
Hey, the sun is shining looking like another wonderful day Look through my sweet collection Trying to find some good music to play While I'm getting ready
See there's no way and there's no how I'd ever stop now, I'mma die tryin', I'mma die tryin' And sometimes I get weak from walking the road I'm on But
