(You'll Never Amount To Anything If You Don't Go To) Collage (A Fortuitous Concatenation Of Events)
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(You'll Never Amount To Anything If You Don't Go To) Collage (A Fortuitous Concatenation Of Events)

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You can make a rock singer

One of you try'na make a rock singer

Haha, a rock--but not a blues singer

What are you try'na make a rock sing-

All the same, it's all the same

It's just a different groove, blues is all the same 'cause-'cause it all comes from the blues

I know how to rock, I can rock you all night long

I know how to rock, I can rock you with a'one steady rope

I can let you down so easy, you'll have to holla' "Ho, got-dog"

Said rock me, rock me like a rocking chair

Oh rock me, rock me, rock me like a rocking chair

I know how to rock you mama, I can rock you all night long

When I start to love it, I can love you all night long

Got-dog, when I start to loving you

Nothing but the best

And later for the rest

Take your garbage

To the city dump

'Cause I don't want it

We are doin' the boogy

They call me the king

They call me the king of the boogy

Hey, hey!

Now, mama

I'm gon' go now

I'm gon' leave you

But I'll be back[Part III: The Scratch]

How you like that beat? (It sounds good)

Woman is crazy, but she's lovin' somebody else

Me I'm crazy, period

I don't want to hear nobody

Even playin' notes, on anybody else's instruments

Unless they don't vote

I can't stand that lamb pie

It give me headaches all the time

And now he wants my

Livings! Haha

It's a dark song, ain't it

Till I, feel so easy!

I couldn't care less if it rains, in the studio!

Somebody, sold me a bucket, and I gave it them back

And I said do what you want with that, ha

Leave my movies is good for the head!

It sure did hurt [?]

Oh yea!

Lovin' it!

Hey!

Who's paying for the time?[Part IV: Sally Mae]

I'm gonna leave you Sally Mae, I hate to say bye, bye, bye

Fair you well, fair you well, I hate to see you go

You a no good woman, Sally Mae, and the cows won't mow you down