歌手: Ike Reilly
时长: 02:58
Hip Hop Thighs 16 (Poison The Hit Parade) - Ike Reilly[00:00:00]
Hip hop has blown my mind[00:00:32]
John Cash has done his time[00:00:35]
When you and I were in the weeds drinking wine[00:00:38]
I loved your soul and I loved your mind[00:00:43]
But I miss those hip hop thights[00:00:48]
Cold cocked by Patsy Kline[00:00:52]
At an all night police bar one time[00:00:55]
From guns on a roof to the acid jazz[00:01:00]
To the reels and the rhyms of that gaelic trash[00:01:04]
Dancin with the next lead singer of The Clash[00:01:08]
Guns on the bar and his hands on your American ass[00:01:11]
Hip hop tore up his mind[00:01:19]
Thought he was dancin' with Patsy Kline[00:01:22]
Now the local girl off the police line[00:01:28]
Cheek to cheek and that 3/4 time[00:01:32]
Tryin' to make lemonade from limes[00:01:36]
But no lime he ever made nothing like I walk the line[00:01:39]
John Cash has done his time[00:01:47]
Hip hop has blown my mind[00:01:51]
I miss the lies and the weeds and wine[00:01:57]
And the bump and grinds and your queasy smile[00:02:00]
And the prize that lies between your[00:02:04]
Your hip hop thighs[00:02:10]
Your hip hop thighs[00:02:14]
Your hip hop thighs[00:02:17]
Your hip hop thighs[00:02:21]
Your hip hop thighs[00:02:25]
Your hip hop thighs[00:02:28]
Your hip hop thighs[00:02:32]