a couple grand-d-d Never gonna see the day that I ain't got the upper hand I'm respected from California way down to Japan I'm a real producer and you just the piano
-d-d-d never gonna see the day that I ain't got the upper hand I'm respected from californ.i.a. way down to japan I'm a real producer and you just the piano
couple grand-d-d-d-d never gonna see the day that I ain't got the upper hand I'm respected from californ.i.a. way down to japan I'm a real producer and you just the piano
Beale Walking in Memphis But do I really feel the way I feel? Walking in Memphis (Walking in Memphis) I was walking with my feet ten feet off of Beale (Walk) Walking
cross, don't change your mind And learn to read that danger, danger sign (danger) So, don't go slipping on no banana Don't walk under a falling piano (pronounced "piana
Walking in Memphis (Walking in Memphis) I was walking with my feet, ten feet off of Beale Walking in Memphis (Walking in Memphis) But do I really feel the way I feel Walking
said, "Ma'am I am tonight" Walking in Memphis Walking with my feet ten feet off of beale Walking in Memphis Do I really feel the way I feel? Walking in Memphis Walking
I sold my piano, it couldn't come with me I locked up my bedroom and I walked out into the air Nothing I needed is left there behind me I walk out through
to drive So my body stayed inside my room As I slipped into my mind CHORUS I'm going out where no one can find me Beyond this thickened air, where my
Walking in Memphis I was walking with my feet ten feet off the Beale Walking in Memphis But do I really feel the way I feel Walking in Memphis I was walking
From Macao to Acapulco from Havana to Seville We'll see monoliths and bridges and the Christ up on the hill An aria with the Russians at the piano in
wanna dip and head to the trap so I swooped up the keys and head to the back Nevermind bout your dude for when you comin back cause you never look back walkin the walk
tonight" Walking in Memphis I was walking with my feet ten feet off of Beale Walking in Memphis But do I really feel the way I feel? Walking in Memphis I was walking
dice hit want cream fold, for two green five six seelo and the ego (yeah) So how you flipping grams yo (uh uh) I'm touching keys like pianos to getting
my knees And roll my stockings down And all that jazz Start the car I know a whoopee spot Where the gin is cold But the piano's hot It's just a noisy
warm spell And I must admit I don't know you very well One hot night solid air like blankets My father's piano dreams of the sun His fingers tingle
coffee and a tiny trace Of fiddlin' in the distance far behind him A dime across the counter then A shy hello, a brand new friend A walk along the
face, some coffee and a tiny trace Of fiddling in the distance far behind him A dime across the counter, then a shy hello, a brand new friend A walk
