my style What I spit out, it'll raise your brow, make you say wow Ba da, bow bow, come on, now let's get down And sway, sway when you hear the music
run right through our lives All of the tears you fake Are abandoned here halfway Between the truth between the lies Chorus: On a broken stairway Foundations rock and sway
Raymond's in his Sunday best He's usually up to his chest in oil and grease There's the Martin's walkin' in With that mean little freckle-faced kid Who
ready (PB) Ready and waiting sir (DM) Well ok (DM) First you put your two knees close up tight (DM) Then you sway 'em to the left and then you sway '
rhinestone bracelets) Red fox stole (red fox stole) Tight black satin (tight black satin) And walks with a roll (and walks with a roll) Everything swaying (everything swaying
you sway The bongo bingo (JL) Ay-yi bingo And you'll be king-o (JL) Ay-yi bingo In San Domingo (JL) Oh bongo bingo If you know how to sway You can learn
dance the angels are singing songs from high on the blue You dance so high a dance suddenly heavens doors are open to view You sway and as you sway All
on arm and arm when two hearts are clinging So take the one you love and start to dance You will find a one way ticket to romance While music is playing and dancers are swaying
but mines is jumpin) It's the steve... Like this, sick em champ (steve martin's in full effect!) Sick em champ (yo steve's a weasel! show em how your steve martin
(Max Martin/Kristian Lundin/Brian Littrell) I may run and hide When you're screamin' my name, all right But let me tell you now There are prices to fame
back the tapes And history will show how the saints' path was shaped [Chorus] [Verse Two] People got questions like- How come ya'll don't talk about Martin
(R. Martin) Take the reigns So we both can rise I've got a handicap You're the one who must Lead us now. Down the road That twists and sways Remember
Raymond's in his Sunday best, He's usually up to his chest in oil an' grease. There's the Martin's walkin' in, With that mean little freckle-faced kid
I can call her genie bought me a martini Some compliments of my paraphenalia from australia I ain't no playa so don't you get it confused I'm the sway
the tapes And history will show how the saints' path was shaped [Chorus] [Verse Two] People got questions like- How come ya'll don't talk about Martin
but mines is jumpin) It's the Steve... Like this, sick em champ (Steve Martin's in full effect!) Sick em champ (Yo Steve's a weasel! Show em how your Steve Martin
keep a bag full of chips the frito lay [Sway:] It's the return of the Sway, you ain't heard of the Sway Your profile views I could earn in a day I put