Billy Kid, all the rest ...Out in the West ...And made it to the grave ...When I walk down the street ...All the girls that I meet ...I robbed the local beauty contes...Early in the morning, gangster o...Girls from, from near and far ...Oh let me invade a little ...I ride across the border line ...I kiss them all the same time ...The Sheriff says, is yo...that's your wife on the back of my horse ...When I walk down the street ...All the girls that I meet ...Writer : JOHNNY 'GUITAR' WATSON

Billy Kid, all the rest...Out in the West...And made it to the grave...When I walk down the street...All the girls that I meet...I robbed the local beauty contes...Early in the morning, gangster o...Girls from, from near and far...Oh let me invade a little...I ride across the border line...I kiss them all the same time...The Sheriff says, is yo...that's your wife on the back of my horse...When I walk down the street...All the girls that I meet...Writer : JOHNNY GUITAR WATSON

Billy Kid, all the rest...Out in the West...And made it to the grave...When I walk down the street...All the girls that I meet...I robbed the local beauty contes...Early in the morning, gangster o...Girls from, from near and far...Oh let me invade a little...I ride across the border line...I kiss them all the same time...The Sheriff says, is yo...that's your wife on the back of my horse...When I walk down the street...All the girls that I meet...Writer : JOHNNY GUITAR WATSON

Billy Kid, all the rest...Out in the West...And made it to the grave...When I walk down the street...All the girls that I meet...I robbed the local beauty contes...Early in the morning, gangster o...Girls from, from near and far...Oh let me invade a little...I ride across the border line...I kiss them all the same time...The Sheriff says, is yo...that's your wife on the back of my horse...When I walk down the street...All the girls that I meet...Writer : JOHNNY GUITAR WATSON

Billy Kid, all the rest ...Out in the West ...And made it to the grave ...When I walk down the street ...All the girls that I meet ...I robbed the local beauty contes...Early in the morning, gangster o...Girls from, from near and far ...Oh let me invade a little ...I ride across the border line ...I kiss them all the same time ...The Sheriff says, is yo...that's your wife on the back of my horse ...When I walk down the street ...All the girls that I meet ... Writer : JOHNNY 'GUITAR' WATSON

Billy Kid, all the rest...Out in the West...And made it to the grave...When I walk down the street...All the girls that I meet...I robbed the local beauty contes...Early in the morning, gangster o...Girls from, from near and far...Oh let me invade a little...I ride across the border line...I kiss them all the same time...The Sheriff says, is yo...that's your wife on the back of my horse...When I walk down the street...All the girls that I meet...Writer : JOHNNY GUITAR WATSON

Billy Kid, all the rest...Out in the West...And made it to the grave...When I walk down the street...All the girls that I meet...I robbed the local beauty contes...Early in the morning, gangster o...Girls from, from near and far...Oh let me invade a little...I ride across the border line...I kiss them all the same time...The Sheriff says, is yo...that's your wife on the back of my horse...When I walk down the street...All the girls that I meet...Writer : JOHNNY GUITAR WATSON

Billy Kid, all the rest...Out in the West...And made it to the grave...When I walk down the street...All the girls that I meet...I robbed the local beauty contes...Early in the morning, gangster o...Girls from, from near and far...Oh let me invade a little...I ride across the border line...I kiss them all the same time...The Sheriff says, is yo...that's your wife on the back of my horse...When I walk down the street...All the girls that I meet...Writer : JOHNNY GUITAR WATSON

Billy Kid, all the rest...Out in the West...And made it to the grave...When I walk down the street...All the girls that I meet...I robbed the local beauty contes...Early in the morning, gangster o...Girls from, from near and far...Oh let me invade a little...I ride across the border line...I kiss them all the same time...The Sheriff says, is yo...that's your wife on the back of my horse...When I walk down the street...All the girls that I meet...Writer : JOHNNY GUITAR WATSON

song, will serve as the proof ...That in the midst of everything...e got a fly hairdo, little trinkets on her han...er trunk, so I know the brothers sweat her ...Walkin down the street, fellas go b... "Boom, the bip, the boom bip.." -> Q-Ti...Here's a little quote, from Anita Baker ...Give the best to God, so won't you move with the shaker ...I rips the show I gets the dough I licks you l...I run that Johnny Gill line and say, ...But alas, that's the past, I'm not hooki...Walkin down the street, fellas go b...Brothers in the neighborhood don't ...They don't likes the way I walk, they do...d say, "We know you from the video" ...And by the way, do you live on...but much respect to the Brooklyn posse ...I step to the rear, cause I don't...ots to worry, cause the kid is thorough ...for riffin any town street or borough ...like a Band-Aid, in the cut ...Legs hit the air, footprints get left on the ceiling ...believer ever since the Jungle Fever ...Walkin down the street, fellas go b

Through the room from the street...My friend Johnny...Walk down Washington Street...A fallen down factory...I just lost the plot...Got a little caught...In a little knot...Had a little fall...Felt the swinging wrecking b

With Little Diddy 'bout slidin' out the back...eps when I walk out the door...n my caddie towards the liquor store...t keep my nose away from spray paint...The dial tone leaves a ...psycho and hangs up the phone...I make the scene...(Make the scene)...I make the scene...unnin' outta gas on the fast lane...ponies going up and down in my brain...This little girlie Mary Jane is...I sky scrape the heavens in just a s... you see me walking down the street...I make the scene...(Make the scene)...Winona Ryder had Johnny Depp...I make the scene...Struttin' down Hollywood with the Friday night loot...In the Vienna streets, got... so, I crawl 'cross the floor for more...at thought and lock the door...I got six in the clip and a box in the drawer... banshee underneath the moon... her, get out, flew the coup...ff to a place where the brothers got grace...I make the scene...(Make the scene)...I make the scene

Down and down ...When the radio is playing ...In this dirty little river ...I still like the ocean ...Down by the sea ...From the bedroom to the kitchen ...The fox amongst the chickens ...They might look the same ...Down the street ...Where the bonfires glow ...Settle down ...Johnny Jones ...Down a hole ...Where the rocks are steep

Down and down...When the radio is playing...In this dirty little river...I still like the ocean...Down by the sea...From the bedroom to the kitchen...The fox amongst the chickens...They might look the same...Down the street...Where the bonfires glow...Settle down...Johnny Jones...Down a hole...Where the rocks are steep

Down and down in a spin we turn...Late at night when the radio is playing...lives in this dirty little river...I still like the ocean...Down by the sea...Hounding me from the bedroom to the kitchen...Now they throw the fox amongst the chickens...They might look the same...Down the street where the bonfires glow...Settle down in that rocking cha...Johnny Jones fell fast asl...Down a hole where the rocks are steep