The false name inside the passport, the gold bars and the gun. And once again they've come out of the past and though your mind is cool, your heart's
know no person to call And this here cafe Don't serve no beer at all Out on the sidewalk It's cooling down for your feet (cooling down, cooling down
we meet the morning light, I will hold you in my arms I know a pretty little place in Southern California, down San Diego way There's a little cafe,
somebody spread the rumour People come and go Wandered down along the river last night Call me romantic, I say I couldn't sleep Until the first-light struck me down
"Squealer Feeds" And the bus came through when they felt the need And they stopped at a place there in town called The Old Home Cafe Now my daddy was
gargoyles watched us laughing, "two stupid americans..." We were at the mercy of this passionate waiter Who pulled the corks at the osterasis cafe
be how i'm feeling mixed with what i'm drinking Got me on some shit that might be what the stink is You might just be cool it might be what you thinking
Mrs. Jones, we got a thing going on, We both know that it's wrong But it's much too strong to let it cool down now. We meet ev'ry day at the same cafe
the words around the moon Mind and body met, Heaven starts to sweat Ecstasy forgets about staying cool Not just one more night out on the town Breaking down
the middle of a crossfire Gun on my left gun on my right Crossfire Well I ain't going nowhere 'cos I kinda like this place Until the heat cools down
you must be talking to you if you're gettin' mad Look like the girls right around from the Pony Cafe Yo, break it on down, man, break it on down Every
and it's fake as ever Keep real niggaz around me, stay "Space Age 4 Eva" Poppa never went and jumped the broom, never got that one degree But if you looked down
find them gone The lights go out one by one, the prodigal son is not coming home Down at the Ferrybridge junction Beneath the cooling towers a man stood
Too hot I walk restless to the street cafe See that's shakin? in the tropic zone A cold Corona and a twist of lime Cools me down when I'm alone Movin
red shoes There's a dark huddle at the bus stop Umbrellas arranged in a sad bouquet Lil' Ceaser got caught, he was going down to second He was cooled
Hold Up (Yeah) New release From the bourough of Brooklyn, 3 ladies called Xso, cafe lets go, Pull up freeze I just wanna get between your knees, That
shoes theres a dark huddle at the bus stop unbrellas arranged in a sad bouquet Li'l cesar got caught he has going down to second he has cooled changing