What`chu Looking At Lyrics

What`chu Looking At lyrics

747 come 11 to bust

 Somebody take me home I wanna live in lust

 When trust is low and stakes are high

 Thats all I ever did in Denver was die

 (Thats all I ever did in New York was die,

 thats all I ever did in LA was die)

 So put em up, put em up to the sky

 And wave bye bye to Miss American Pie

 Cuz you been tellin lies, you took it all and abused it

 Whatever happened to the feel good music?

 Somewhere, somehow, some way somebody pulled the plug

 And left me sittin in a dirty little pub

 

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 I gotta tell you baby lifes been good to me

 And I know that makes you mad

 Cuz thats something you cant see

 I got everything I ever wanted

 And Ill never give that back

 Oh I know you hate that factor

 But you aint gotta look at me like that

 I said you aint gotta look at me like that

 (Whatchu lookin atwhatchu lookin atwhatchu lookin at

 whatchu lookin atwhatchu lookin at?)

 

 You run around pullin stunts like that

 See never in my life could I front like that

 I aint cut like that, I couldnt run like that

 Im a keep it non fiction and take my hat off (off)

 Remember back when things looked grim

 I spent a lot of time and money on whims

 I remember the crew, remember the good times

 Remember the orange and I remember the sunshine

 Its all gone thats a thing of the past

 The fact remains that it moves real fast

 So why you sit around hopin things won't change

 Ill be sittin pretty singin Hey Pockey Way!

 

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 Youll hear me comin hummin songs of redemptionhuh

 Ive been oppressed for less than attention

 I got your extension but Ill probably never call

 Cuz this time last year you aint seen me in your crystal ball

 And Im appaled by the things youve done

 Left a trail of wrongs and cant account for one

 Now youre done and Im glad but its a shame youd waste it

 You want this so bad you can taste it

 Detroit love can you feel that (feel that)

 Thats stick an move can you feel that (feel that)

 Im on the rack for the two triple zero

 Full failure all American hero

 

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