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Hey now! Hold on, baby. What'cha tryin'na do? I've been around this big ol' block A time or two. You think you're cleaver, But you really don't know - I'm the only super-fuckin' Star of this show. I'm here to tell you, Get yourself in line, Or maybe drink of Someone else's bottle of wine. I've heard all the talking I'mma hear today. You can either help me, Or move out of my way. Stop your complaining, And you better not nag. I'm not impressed by tongues That only wag. If your mind is weak, You better take note. Or you can go find Another joint to **** You've been too jazzy, And I've had enough. It ain't even like You've ever had it rough. I am the man, And I will have my say. You can either help me, Or move out of my way. Your teary eyes Aren't gonna prove a thing. When it's time to rock-n-roll You better know how to swing. When I go get the bacon, Better pick up a broom; Or you can make the money And I'll clean the room. I'll go it with ya, But not carry your load. If that ain't good enough, You can hit the road. Remember, I'm the man And I will have my way. You can either help me, Or move out of my way. You can leave this party By the door you came. Because you signed a pre-nup And gave up your claim. Don't get to thinking You can tame my style. You better get to knowing I can be mean and vile If you wanna fix it, We can give it a go; But I don't wanna hear About your every woe. I've got ideas, The world is mine today. You can either help me, Or move out of my way. I've got some fuel And I know my path. I got no time for drama, Or your daily wrath. This might be the last thing That I say and you hear. If you want to stick with me Then get your *** in gear. Have I been clear, So that you understand. Your ******** gets old And it's hard to stand. We can clean the slate And start it new today. You can either help me Or move out of my way.
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Apr 25, 2015
Apr 25, 2015 at 1:32 AM UTC
Move Out of My Way (explicit lyrics)
Hey now! Hold on, baby. What'cha tryin'na do? I've been around this big ol' block A time or two. You think you're cleaver, But you really don't know - I'm the only super-fuckin' Star of this show. I'm here to tell you, Get yourself in line, Or maybe drink of Someone else's bottle of wine. I've heard all the talking I'mma hear today. You can either help me, Or move out of my way. Stop your complaining, And you better not nag. I'm not impressed by tongues That only wag. If your mind is weak, You better take note. Or you can go find Another joint to **** You've been too jazzy, And I've had enough. It ain't even like You've ever had it rough. I am the man, And I will have my say. You can either help me, Or move out of my way. Your teary eyes Aren't gonna prove a thing. When it's time to rock-n-roll You better know how to swing. When I go get the bacon, Better pick up a broom; Or you can make the money And I'll clean the room. I'll go it with ya, But not carry your load. If that ain't good enough, You can hit the road. Remember, I'm the man And I will have my way. You can either help me, Or move out of my way. You can leave this party By the door you came. Because you signed a pre-nup And gave up your claim. Don't get to thinking You can tame my style. You better get to knowing I can be mean and vile If you wanna fix it, We can give it a go; But I don't wanna hear About your every woe. I've got ideas, The world is mine today. You can either help me, Or move out of my way. I've got some fuel And I know my path. I got no time for drama, Or your daily wrath. This might be the last thing That I say and you hear. If you want to stick with me Then get your *** in gear. Have I been clear, So that you understand. Your ******** gets old And it's hard to stand. We can clean the slate And start it new today. You can either help me Or move out of my way.
4/25/2015 just wrote these lyrics. I probably have some tweaking to do. I wanted to write a song that was straight forward, balls-out, rock-n-roll. This one is very raw.
cecil-miller
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Apr 25, 2015
Apr 25, 2015 at 1:32 AM UTC
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