Rednex Lyrics
Rednex Lyrics
"Old Pop in an Oak Lyrics"
Gangster Girl Lyrics
"This tastes just like chicken!" It was little Italy when I met you A mafia-owned pizzeria We were so happy then Danced to the accordion and then we had to go our separate ways (chorus) Gangster Girl I love you, don't shoot me... We would pull a job and we'd be up But I'm afraid that you're gonna let m
"This tastes just like chicken!" It was little Italy when I met you A mafia-owned pizzeria We were so happy then Danced to the accordion and then we had to go our separate ways (chorus) Gangster Girl I love you, don't shoot me... We would pull a job and we'd be up But I'm afraid that you're gonna let m
Old pop in an oak, pop in an oak
Once you could hear the sucker linger show
Thought I ever gonna see my old pop in an oak
Ever gonna see his old pipe in a smoke
Old pop in an oak, pop in an oak
Once you could hear the sucker linger show
Thought I ever gonna see my old pop in an oak
Ever gonna see his old pipe in a smoke
Old pop in an oak, pop in an oak
Once you could hear the sucker linger show
Thought I ever gonna see my old pop in an oak
Ever gonna see his old pipe in a smoke
Old pop in an oak, pop in an oak
Once you could hear the sucker linger show
Thought I ever gonna see my old pop in an oak
Ever gonna see his old pipe in a s
Any Style You Want Lyrics
(Any style you want, big boy you gon get it) x4 Step in the place Bitches look at me from head to toe Hoe ass niggaz look like "Oh no" Cuz I'm the Body snatcha, bitch catcha Got a .357, don't make me point it atcha Cuz when I'm gone off Hennesy I be tryin to fuck hoes from Detroit to Tennessee And it's a everyday tha
moke (Any style you want, big boy you gon get it) x4 Step in the place Bitches look at me from head to toe Hoe ass niggaz look like "Oh no" Cuz I'm the Body snatcha, bitch catcha Got a .357, don't make me point it atcha Cuz when I'm gone off Hennesy I be tryin to fuck hoes from Detroit to Tennessee And it's a everyday tha
Hey, hey, hey hey
Hey, hey, hey hey
Hey, hey, hey hey
Hey, hey
Our big daddy is always the leader
He is the family's captain and chief, the one
I choked when my skin's caught up in my throat
'Cause there was our pop in the oak
Old pop in an oak, pop in an oak
Once you could hear the sucker linger show
Thought I ever gonna see my old pop in an oak
Ever gonna see his old pipe in a smoke
Old pop in an oak, pop in an oak
Once you could hear the sucker linger show
Thought I ever gonna see my old pop in an oak
Ever gonna see his old pipe in a smoke
Hey, hey, hey hey
Hey, hey, hey hey
Hey, hey, hey hey
Hey
That's Not My Problem Anymore Lyrics
He's not my problem anymore it ended when he walked out the door Now someone else must try to do all the things I couldn't do But that's not my problem anymore that's not my problem anymore It feels so good to get him off my mind unhappiness is all he left behind And I never was quite sure what that boy was searching for But that's not my pro
, hey He's not my problem anymore it ended when he walked out the door Now someone else must try to do all the things I couldn't do But that's not my problem anymore that's not my problem anymore It feels so good to get him off my mind unhappiness is all he left behind And I never was quite sure what that boy was searching for But that's not my pro
Hey
Hey
Our big mama, she really had her guts go
When daddy put the barbeque on maximum
And caught her favorite pet, a skunk whose name's Garth
Short after our pop was up far
Old pop in an oak, pop in an oak
Once you could hear the sucker linger show
Thought I ever gonna see my old pop in an oak
Ever gonna see his old pipe in a smoke
Old pop in an oak, pop in an oak
Once you could hear the sucker linger show
Thought I ever gonna see my old pop in an oak
Ever gonna see his old pipe in a smoke
The Rednex shocking
The Rednex shocking
Yahoo!
Hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey
Hey, hey, hey, hey, hey,
This Is My Hit Lyrics
Oh no oh no Well I don’t know Oh yes oh yes Its so easy Buck naked on a train of thoughtlessness I often hit the crossroads Meet me in my stream of consciousness, all flows Get the business men out they offices Artifice is in the air, artistry is in despair Sicker than an AIDS patient having chemotherapy And a cardiac arrest
hey, hey, hey Oh no oh no Well I don’t know Oh yes oh yes Its so easy Buck naked on a train of thoughtlessness I often hit the crossroads Meet me in my stream of consciousness, all flows Get the business men out they offices Artifice is in the air, artistry is in despair Sicker than an AIDS patient having chemotherapy And a cardiac arrest
Hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey
Old pop in an oak, pop in an oak
Once you could hear the sucker linger show
Thought I ever gonna see my old pop in an oak
Ever gonna see his old pipe in a smoke (woo-hoo!)
Old pop in an oak, pop in an oak
Once you could hear the sucker linger show
Thought I ever gonna see my old pop in an oak
Ever gonna see his old pipe in a smoke (woo-hoo!)
Hey, hey, hey hey
Hey, hey, hey hey
Hey, hey, hey hey
Hey, hey
Old pop in an oak, pop in an oak
Once you could hear the sucker linger show
Thought I ever gonna see my old pop in an oak
Ever gonna see his old pipe in a smoke