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Kansas City
Refrain
: I´m goin´to Kansas City, Kansas City here I come
I´m goin´to Kansas City, Kansas City here I come
they got a crazy way of lovin´there and I´m gonna
get
me some
1.
I´m gonna be standin´at the corner, twelfth street
and vine
I´m gonna be standin´at the corner, twelfth street
and vine
with my Kansas City baby and a bottle of Kansas City wine
>>Well
I might take a train, I might take a plane
but even if I have to walk, I´m goin´just the same
Refrain...........
2.
I´m goin´to pack my clothes leave at the track of
dawn
I´m goin´to pack my clothes leave at the track of
dawn
my old lady will be sleepin´and she won´t know where
I´ve
gone
>>Cause
if I stay with that woman, I know I´m gonna die
gotta find a friendly baby and thats the reason why
Refrain............
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Key to the highway
1.
I got the key to the highway
cryin´for made me stay
I´m gonna walk this old highway
babe, till the break of day
2.
I´m goin´away, goin´away baby
cryin´for made me stay
oh, more you cry baby
oh more, you drivin´me away
3.
Well, I´m worry pretty mama
cryin´for made me stay
I´m gonna walk this old highway
babe till the break of day
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Killing
floor by Chester Burnett
1.
I should`a quit you, long time ago
I should`a quit you, baby, long time ago
I should`a quit you, and went on to Mexico
2.
If I ha`da followed, my first mind
If I ha`da followed, my first mind
I`d`a been gone, since my second time
3.
I should`a went on, when my friend come from Mexico at me
I should`a went on, when my friend come from Mexico at me
I was foolin´with ya baby, I let ya put me on the killin´
floor
4.
Lord knows, I should`a been gone
Lord knows, I should`a been gone
And I wouldn`t `ve been here, down on the killin´floor
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King bee
1.
I`m a king bee, busin´around your hive
I`m a king bee, busin´around your hive
we can make honey baby, let me come inside
2.
I`m a king bee, won`t you be my queen
I`m a king bee, won`t you be my queen
together we can make honey, like the world had
never seen
3.
I`m a king bee, busin´all night long
I`m a king bee, busin´all night long
I can buse better baby, when your man is gone
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