(Leonard Cohen) I heard there was a secret chord That david played and it pleased the lord But you don't really care for music, do you Well it goes
My friend got lowered down Now he?s going down to hide what?s right And at the bottom he won?t see me ?Cos I'm out of sight I think he?s in some trouble
Uncle Jeff played the fiddle in his Colorado home And I backed him on the banjo so he didn't play alone We've got five generations of a fiddle playin
Ballerina, der su manch Hazz he jehuhrt. "FC, jeff Jas, mir wolle fiere! FC, jeff Jas, he weed nit resigniert! FC, jeff Jas, selvs wenn mir verliere! FC, jeff
Jerry Jeff Walker stumbled up the stairs on his way to the Stage with a Martin guitar and a six pack Yeah and he was the poet of the Lone Star state
it was a misunderstanding But she seemed to think that I planned it She had this friend evette That wanted to double date cause she was liking Jeff But I showed up all alone Told her that Jeff
plans for later on Plans for Donna Michelle, plans for Stacy LeShaun Word I was ready, I wonder if Jeff's home Let me give him a call, on my car phone Yo Jeff
feeling sad I'm feeling sad There's no place like home I'm feeling sad I'm feeling sad There's no place like home On behalf of DJ Jazzy Jeff and The
Caught (in life) In the middle (in love) Caught (in life) In the middle (in love) Caught (in life) In the middle (in love) Caught (in life) In the middle
[Verse 1:] Here's a little story 'bout a Friday night, buckwild, 'cause yo, that's kind of my style, check it, on the town with a girl named Kay-
those DJ's are like Yo Jeff whats up All that stuff is dead nope I ain't with it The'yll push me on the street and say (yo Jeff how bout a ticket man)
Aw man! Put that ol' dumb horn down Hey, Jazzy Jazzy Show this boy what some real music 'posed to sound like He-he-ha! 1-2-3-4 Now that's a record!
now this is a story all about how my life got flipped turned upside down and I'd like to take a minute just sit right there I'll tell you how I become
We gonna do a song Me and my crew like to play around Me like to laugh and joke and have fun while we going down Born and raised in philly We go jam
listen homeboys don't mean to bust your bubble but girls of the world ain't nothing but trouble so next time a girl gives you the play just remember
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Yo Jazzy hey Jeff I'm psyched I'm psyched Give em a cut Jeff Ooh-wee check out my dish-jockey! Ay Jeffrey Jeffrey Jeffrey, a fast one Uh ha yeah Wow, ay Jeff Jeff
yo back up now and give a brother room the fuse is lit and I'm about to go boom mercy mercy mercy me my life is a cage but on stage I'm free hyped up
