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Feat Little lyrics
Feat Little lyrics
"Cajun Rage Lyrics"
Skeleton On Your Shoulder 535 Lyrics
So you've had enough of all that waste around you Now you want to travel along another path If you wish to see a totally different view Come into my deadly arms feel the green mist cover you We'll drift thru the universe no more responsibility High above the clouds far from reality
P. Barrere, M. Kibbee, B. Wray
Met a ragin' cajun
Down in Louisiana
In her high button shoes
And her flowered dress
Said her name was Hannah
She said do you know
We do it to and fro
Backwards and forwards
It's all the same
Just like ya say my name
And then she shake it
I can't mistake it
The way she moves ya know,
It's pure poetry
Now she's shakin' for me
Allons danser, petit cherie
Come on, come on, come on
Wan't you dance for me
Oh yeah
We do the cajun rage (what you call it
Doin' the cajun rage (yeah, yeah)
We do the cajun rage (what you say?)
Doin' the cajun rage (whoa, yeah)
Couchez fandango, that the king 'a' tango
Called the cajun rage
Now the cajun rage
And its incantations
Gone from town to town, state to state
Right across the nation
Ya jus' take the moves
Ya get from Rhythm and blues
Ya put yer one foot down
Back the bottom around
To that crazy sound
It get you shakin
keeps ya achin'
When ya doin' it right it's pure poetry
So do it for me
Allons danser,
Come on, come on, come on
Wan't you dance for me
We do the cajun rage (what you call it?)
Doin' the cajun rage (yeah, yeah)
We do the cajun rage (what you say?)
Doin' the cajun rage (whoa, yeah)
Put yer belly in the rhumba
That's a kind 'a' samba
Called the cajun rage
No heel and toe
No do se do
Now the two-step craze has turned the page
With that new old dance called the cajun rage
Now I'm way outta line
And I feel so fine, so fine
She said ya can't do that
In your cowboy hat
Put the hoe down, honey
1 De Vocs Lyrics
(John) 1,2,3 vai l um de vocs Diz o que preciso Com sinceridade Ruga na mo linha, na testa idade... Ou preocupao. Calminha! Palavra, linha, frase, orao So como rezas minhas Uma prece, que hora so? Hei, hei, eu t perdido eu eu sei...Hei h
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Let's cut the chat, oh yeah, oh yeah So you've had enough of all that waste around you Now you want to travel along another path If you wish to see a totally different view Come into my deadly arms feel the green mist cover you We'll drift thru the universe no more responsibility High above the clouds far from reality
P. Barrere, M. Kibbee, B. Wray
Met a ragin' cajun
Down in Louisiana
In her high button shoes
And her flowered dress
Said her name was Hannah
She said do you know
We do it to and fro
Backwards and forwards
It's all the same
Just like ya say my name
And then she shake it
I can't mistake it
The way she moves ya know,
It's pure poetry
Now she's shakin' for me
Allons danser, petit cherie
Come on, come on, come on
Wan't you dance for me
Oh yeah
We do the cajun rage (what you call it
Trained Lyrics
I'm wasting my time Running from you A job without hope Or a hope without a job So i take my time If i was you And you were me What would we be? I'm wasting my time Running from you A job without hope Or a hope without a job So i take
?) I'm wasting my time Running from you A job without hope Or a hope without a job So i take my time If i was you And you were me What would we be? I'm wasting my time Running from you A job without hope Or a hope without a job So i take
Doin' the cajun rage (yeah, yeah)
We do the cajun rage (what you say?)
Doin' the cajun rage (whoa, yeah)
Couchez fandango, that the king 'a' tango
Called the cajun rage
Now the cajun rage
And its incantations
Gone from town to town, state to state
Right across the nation
Ya jus' take the moves
Ya get from Rhythm and blues
Ya put yer one foot down
Back the bottom around
To that crazy sound
It get you shakin
keeps ya achin'
When ya doin' it right it's pure poetry
So do it for me
Allons danser,
A Short Term Effect Lyrics
Movement Movement No movement No movement Just a falling bridge Just a falling bird Cold as it hits the bleeding ground Cold as it hits the bleeding ground He lived and died He lived and died Catch sight Catch sight Cover me with earth
petit cherie Movement Movement No movement No movement Just a falling bridge Just a falling bird Cold as it hits the bleeding ground Cold as it hits the bleeding ground He lived and died He lived and died Catch sight Catch sight Cover me with earth
Come on, come on, come on
Wan't you dance for me
We do the cajun rage (what you call it?)
Doin' the cajun rage (yeah, yeah)
We do the cajun rage (what you say?)
Doin' the cajun rage (whoa, yeah)
Put yer belly in the rhumba
That's a kind 'a' samba
Called the cajun rage
No heel and toe
No do se do
Now the two-step craze has turned the page
With that new old dance called the cajun rage
Now I'm way outta line
And I feel so fine, so fine
She said ya can't do that
In your cowboy hat
Put the hoe down, honey
1 De Vocs Lyrics
(John) 1,2,3 vai l um de vocs Diz o que preciso Com sinceridade Ruga na mo linha, na testa idade... Ou preocupao. Calminha! Palavra, linha, frase, orao So como rezas minhas Uma prece, que hora so? Hei, hei, eu t perdido eu eu sei...Hei h
We do the cajun rage (what you call it?)
Doin' the cajun rage (yeah, yeah)
We do the cajun rage (what you say?)
Doin' the cajun rage (whoa, yeah)
We do the cajun rage (what you call it?)
Doin' the cajun rage (yeah, yeah)
We do the cajun rage (what you say?)
Doin' the cajun rage (whoa, yeah)
Couchez fandango, dat's the kinda tango
Withyer belly in the rhumba
That's a kind 'a' samba
Lotta hip shakin', boppin',
That's the kinda rockin'
With the nude lambatta, ya know that's gotta
Be the cajun rage