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Lights On

Well here I am you all called me so late Wait on the porch Man I have another date Hold up do not leave they are coming to the door Close your eyes Man I smell a lot of smoke Is that barbecue they cooking and more Surprise it’s your celebration old silly man You deserve it Well put the mike in my hand I am ready to turn up for real Back aching like a worker on a mill Cutting down trees for twenty four hours I might smell like musk, I didn’t take a shower No man that’s okay you always smell bad What dude I am just playing and turned rolled with laughed Its party time and the guest have arrived Pop the bottles hit the music let’s get up and jive Fast smooth to the beat of the rhythm Its party time get'em Let’s get up and fall deep When this party is over I am getting me some sleep

Copyright © | Year Posted 2016




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