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You're not shy you get around....Got fire in your veins... Burning hot but you don't feel the pain....Answer. Urgent by Foreigner
**(IF THE SONG IS TOUGH....Give the Decade or a hint)
Walking in the park just the other day, baby
What do you, what do you think I saw
Crowds of people sitting on the grass with flowers in their hair said
"Hey, boy, do you wanna score?"
And you know how it is
I really don't know what time it was
Woah, oh, oh
So I asked them if I could stay a while
They get on me and want to know:
Hank, why do you drink
(TO GET DRUNK!)
Hank, why do you roll smoke
(TO GET STONED!)
My late college roommate (He passed away from pancreatic cancer almost 3 years ago) was a big country music fan and especially of this guy.
I think this is "Family Tradition" by Hank Williams, Jr.
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The lyrics in bold are crowd additions….I did not know that until I spent time in the South…good times…
Cheers…
80s…- -
So I stopped to find out what was going on
(How does it feel when you've got no food?)
'Cause the spirit of Jah, you know he leads you on
(How does it feel when you've got no food?)
There was a ring of dreads and a session was there in swing
(How does it feel when you've got no food?)
You could feel the chills as I seen and heard them say
(How does it feel when you've got no food?)……………………………………….
A one-hit wonder from the 80s. Most people of my generation had no idea what this song was about when singing it: 😀
"Pass The Dutchie" - Musical Youth
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We never called it a “dutchie” , but I’ve been passed a few spliffs during a “session” and no doubt, oftentimes a participant sported dreadlocks….
90s…- - - -
………………Put the blunt down
Just for a second
Don't get me wrong
It's not a new method
Inhale
Exhale
Just got an ounce in the mail
I like a blunt or a big fat cone
But my double barrel bong
Is gettin' me stoned
I'm skill it
There's water inside
Don’t spill it
It smells like shyt on the carpet
Still it
Goes down smooth when I get a clean hit
Of the skunky, phunky, smelly green shyt
Sing my song
Puff all night long………………………………………………….
So we gonna smoke an ounce to this
G's up, hoes down, while you motherfuckas bounce to this
Rollin down the street, smokin indo, sippin’ on (insert bomb-ass ‘hood cocktail here)
Laid back
(with my mind on my money and my money on my mind)