…but heaven knows they can't That's the Gospel according to Hank [Chorus] Mind Your Own Business is a song we could use more of these days He's…
Your Own Business is a song we could use more of these days He's got us singing the Love Sick Blues out on the lost highways He wrote…
…searching for smoke in a still water pond a nothing king they called a dreamer This is my life and they'll call it a song we could…
…[Intro] I think this is a song we could redo in the language of every country we go to [Chorus] Fa fa fafa, fa fa fafa Raise…
…take you to a place 'cause I know you don't belong And I ain't good with love, but I can write you a song We could wait and let time…
…) that they own But what about you and me? We could be a song (We could be a song) How about we forget about it? Today's a new day The club 'bout to shut down…
…be wrong but the hood needed a song we could bang to Swang to, hang to, for G's to do they thang to [Hook] Gangsta boogie, gangsta boogie Gangsta…
Wish That I Knew (feat. Caroline Fox) (2017), Fear of Missing Out (2019)
But you looking so right girl, it's gotta be wrong So I figure if I write you a song We could skip all…
Someone has said in a song we could saw off that pearly gate So that sooner than crying the most tired wings could shake themselves…
…hangin' with me E We were the music B 'Cause we had a song we could sing E We were the wild ones D E B…
…could write a song We could sing about the love we lost (And) about the one we hope to find We can fall in love, maybe not too soon Love can wait for a little while…
…a torch at the very same time Together we'd make like a new milky way Together its how we will shine Ah come on y'all and sing us a song…
…We could make music till dawn Accompany me, through some wild diddle diddle dee And I'll be acoustically yours Accompany me…
…with you A chorus of crickets, the tinkling of glass The uneven rhythm of the streetcars pass Framed in the doorway, tethered by a song We could have made a scene Had not that waiter come along…
…[Verse 1] We could strike up a song We could tell all that we have done We could fall out of pace Fall down on our face…
…be wrong but the hood needed a song we could bang to Swang to, hang to, for G's to do they thang to [Hook] Gangsta boogie, gangsta boogie…