Garden Party (Live) - Ricky Nelson

Ayy, check it out We havin' a party in the garden tonight Ladies get in free Well, as long as you don't stop dancing with the guy If you like look behind and you're like, oh, this, this nigga Yeah, I get it (yes, yes, yes, he is) But that's my homie though, that's my mans So like, dance with him 'Cause he was first chair in high school So respect him (yeah, look) You know the vibes, you know my tribe Instruments, you know it's live When I turn up, I don't enter the place Without 'em (saxophone, ching) When I show up, the place gets real colossal (talk about it) It's like la-di-da-di, I like to party (uh) Like to kick back (yeah) with a shawty But this the night of the battle of the bands Slash crump battle slash twerk dance Slash rap battle slash call all my dogs Heh, you better get on this song 'Cause it look like stomp like the yard in the garden Battle of the bands, we starting Here all night, they won't leave We all vibe and we sing, like Look, uh Almond-soft skin, her ass fat Awkward walk wobbling, wopty-wop Draggin' a wagon, I park, sparked up the doobie in my pocket How my dogs walking theyself? Barking and catchin' coffins Party, party, pour me a shot, if I shoot the sheriff Would you call me in the morning? Rest in fruit of my loins You love me? Lady, you lying, this little light of mine I let it shine but like a dynamite I been high as heaven, drunk as hell but don't fly right Seeing tie-dye colors and side-eye cover with shades from the sideline Say goodbye (bye), in my shaky life I try to stabilize Crazy times, I gotta pray to God, but he don't say nothing I think it look like stomp like the yard in the garden Battle of the bands, we starting up Here all night, they won't leave We all vibe and we sing, like Pass the casamigo reposado, taking shots in the garden It's starting to get hotter without heating lamp See, now we be amped up, when it's time to plant our seeds Off in the bushes, got 'em gushin' like a hydroponic system And I would love to listen to you breathe in my ear As we make sweet love under the trees My dearly beloved, clearly nobody can come between This man and his woman, fit just like a hand inside a glove When I'm stuffing all this lovin' in your oven Hot tub Tony, I'm sucker-free and still bubblin' They left it up to me so I keep this motherfucker bumpin' A lil' somethin'-somethin' 'Cause it look like stomp like the yard in the garden Battle of the bands, we starting Here all night, they won't leave We all vibe and we sing, like Girl, you're hot like Sunday I get like you one day Finna take you high, yeah Girl, your one desire

I went to a garden party To reminisce with my old friends A chance to share old memories And play our songs again When I got to the garden party They all knew my name But no one recognized me I didn't look the same But it's all right now I learned my lesson well You see, you can't please everyone So you got to please yourself People came from miles around Everyone was there Yoko brought her walrus There was magic in the air And over in the corner Much to my surprise Mr. Hughes hid in Dylan's shoes Wearing his disguise But it's all right now I learned my lesson well You see, you can't please everyone So you got to please yourself I played them all the old songs I thought that's why they came No one heard the music We didn't look the same I said hello to "Mary Lou" She belongs to me When I sang a song about a honky-tonk It was time to leave But it's all right now I learned my lesson well You see, you can't please everyone So you got to please yourself Someone opened up a closet door And out stepped Johnny B. Goode Playing guitar like a ringing a bell And lookin' like he should If you gotta play at garden parties I wish you a lotta luck But if memories were all I sang I'd rather drive a truck But it's all right now I learned my lesson well You see, you can't please everyone So you got to please yourself And it's all right now, yeah Learned my lesson well You see, you can't please everyone So you got to please yourself

That big eight wheeler rolling down the track Means your true loving daddy ain't coming back 'Cause I'm moving on I'll soon be gone You were flying too high for my little old sky, so I'm moving on That big loud whistle as it blew and blew Said hello to the Southland, we're coming to you And we're moving on, oh, hear my song You had the laugh on me so I've set you free and I'm moving on Mister fireman, won't you please listen to me 'Cause I got a pretty mama in Tennessee Keep moving me on, keep rolling on So shovel the coal, let this rattle a-roll and keep moving me on Mister engineer, take that throttle in hand This rattler's the fastest in the southern land To keep moving me on, keep rolling on You're gonna ease my mind, put me there on time and keep rolling on I told you, baby, from time to time But you just wouldn't listen or pay me no mind Now I'm moving on, I'm rolling on You've broken your vow and it's all over now, so I'm moving on You switched your engine, now I ain't got time For a trifling woman on my main line 'Cause I'm moving, you done your daddy wrong I've warned you twice, now you can settle the price 'cause I'm moving on But some day, baby, when you've had your play You're gonna want your daddy, but your daddy will say "Keep moving on, you stayed away too long" I'm through with you, too bad you're blue, keep moving on