Old Grey Cat - Little Hands

Highly likely for disaster when time counts down Forecast for a firery blast off exploring all alone Take me dancing down town for an hour of your spare time Hold me closely so I can read what is on your mind Love you're not afraid of flying, are you? See that treasure box, it's filled with gold It's not too late, not too old and grey It's not too late to feel this way Oh, it's not too late to feel this way Oh, it's not too late to feel this way

Take away your things and go You can't take back what you said I know I've heard it all before, at least a million times I'm not one to forget You know I don't believe, I don't believe it You left in peace, left me in pieces Too hard to breathe, I'm on my knees right now I'm so sick of that same old love, that shit, it tears me up I'm so sick of that same old love, my body's had enough Oh, oh, oh that same old love Oh, oh, oh that same old love I'm so sick of that (I'm so) that same old love I'm so sick of that So sick of that I'm so sick of that same old love Oh, oh, oh that same old love Oh, oh, oh that same old love I'm not spending any time, wasting tonight, on you I know, I've heard it all So don't you try and change your mind 'Cause I won't be changing too, you know You can't believe, still can't believe it You left in peace, left me in pieces Too hard to breathe, I'm on my knees right now I'm so sick of that same old love, that shit, it tears me up I'm so sick of that same old love, my body's had enough Oh, oh, oh that same old love I'm so sick of that (I'm so) that same old love I'm so sick of that So sick of that I'm so sick of that same old love Oh, oh, oh that same old love Oh, oh, oh that same old love I'm so sick of that So sick of that love I'm so sick of that So sick of that love I'm so sick of that So sick of that love I'm so sick of that So sick of that love

Carnival, I love you so Patrice again Whine and go down, whine and go down Ehen, ehen I outta me mind, looseness in me waist Not an ounce of shame (no shame) Mashing up me spine, making up me face Not an ounce of shame (no shame, no shame) They don' know me a'ready, when it come to party I does whine and go down, and whine and go down And whine and go down (full stop) And everybody, they does talk about me With me hand in the air and rum in me head (whoa, now I doin' it) ('Til ah) 'til ah old and grey, ('til ah) 'til ah old and grey ('Til ah) 'til ah old and grey, ('til ah) 'til ah old and grey ('Til ah) 'til ah old and grey, ('til ah) 'til ah old and grey ('Til ah) 'til ah old and grey Well, all ah me friends, them is bad influence I have not an ounce of shame (no shame) Bring me cameraman, y'all could put me on Instagram I have not an ounce of shame (no shame, no shame-no shame) You don' know me a'ready, don't care 'bout nobody I does turn up, the turn up, the turn up The turn up, the turn up, the vibes (let's stop!) And everybody, they does call me crazy With me hand in the air and rum in me head (whoa, now I doin' it) ('Til ah) 'til ah old and grey, ('til ah) 'til ah old and grey ('Til ah) 'til ah old and grey, ('til ah) 'til ah old and grey ('Til ah) 'til ah old and grey, ('til ah) 'til ah old and grey ('Til ah) 'til ah old and grey On the avenue, out here on the road I have not an ounce of shame (no shame, no shame) I showing off me costume (yeah), leave me, lemme bloom I have not an ounce of shame (no shame, no shame-no shame) You don' know me a'ready, me and me passi We does mash up the stage, and mash up the stage, and just refuse to get off All who don't like it, tell them to bite me This is my country, my carnival, that is why I showin it off (I doin' it) ('Til ah) 'til ah old and grey, ('til ah) 'til ah old and grey ('Til ah) 'til ah old and grey, ('til ah) 'til ah old and grey ('Til ah) 'til ah old and grey, ('til ah) 'til ah old and grey ('Til ah) 'til ah old and grey ('Til ah) 'til ah old and grey, ('til ah) 'til ah old and grey ('Til ah) 'til ah old and grey, ('til ah) 'til ah old and grey ('Til ah) 'til ah old and grey, ('til ah) 'til ah old and grey ('Til ah) 'til ah old and grey ('Til ah) 'til ah old and grey, ('til ah) 'til ah old and grey ('Til ah) 'til ah old and grey, ('til ah) 'til ah old and grey ('Til ah) 'til ah old and grey, ('til ah) 'til ah old and grey ('Til ah) 'til ah old and grey

I have a Gumbie Cat in mind Her name is Jennyanydots Her coat is of the tabby kind With tiger stripes and leopard spots All day she sits upon the stairs Or on the steps or on the mat She sits and sits and sits and sits And that's what makes a Gumbie Cat That's what makes a Gumbie Cat But When the day's hustle and bustle is done Then the Gumbie Cat's work is but hardly begun And when all the family's in bed and asleep She tucks up her skirts to the basement to creep She is deeply concerned with the ways of the mice Their behavior's not good and their manners not nice So when she has got them lined up on the matting She teaches them Music, crocheting, and tatting I have a Gumbie Cat in mind Her name is Jennyanydots Her equal would be hard to find She likes the warm and sunny spots All day she sits beside the hearth Or on the bed or my hat She sits and sits and sits and sits And that's what makes a Gumbie Cat That's what makes a Gumbie Cat But When the day's hustle and bustle is done Then the Gumbie Cat's work is but hardly begun As she finds that the mice will not ever keep quiet She is sure it is due to Irregular diet And believing that Nothing is done without trying She sets right to work with her baking and frying She makes them a mouse-cake of bread and dried peas And a beautiful fry of lean bacon and cheese I have a Gumbie Cat in mind Her name is Jennyanydots The curtain-cord she likes to wind And tie it into sailor-knots She sits upon the window-sill Or anything that's smooth and flat She sits and sits and sits and sits And that's what makes a Gumbie Cat That's what makes a Gumbie Cat But When the day's hustle and bustle is done Then the Gumbie Cat's work is but hardly begun She thinks that the cockroaches Need employment To prevent them from Idle and wanton destroyment So she's formed from that lot of disorderly louts A troop of well-disciplined helpful Boy Scouts With a purpose in life and a good deed to do And she's even created a Beetles' Tattoo So for Old Gumbie Cats let us now give three cheers On whom well-ordered households depend, it appears Three cheers, three cheers, three cheers For she's a jolly good fellow Thank you, my dears

Love is just a history that they may prove And when you're gone I'll tell them my religion's you When Punktious comes to kill the king upon his throne I'm ready for their stones I'll dance, dance, dance With my hands, hands, hands Above my head, head, head Like Jesus said I'm gonna dance, dance, dance With my hands, hands, hands above my head Hands together, forgive him before he's dead, because Dance, dance, dance With my hands, hands, hands Above my head, head, head Like Jesus said I'm gonna dance, dance, dance With my hands, hands, hands above my head Hands together, forgive him before he's dead, because Dance, dance, dance With my hands, hands, hands Above my head, head, head Like Jesus said I'm gonna dance, dance, dance With my hands, hands, hands above my head Hands together, forgive him before he's dead, because Dance, dance, dance With my hands, hands, hands Above my head, head, head Like Jesus said I'm gonna dance, dance, dance With my hands, hands, hands above my head Hands together, forgive him before he's dead, because We are not just art for Michelangelo to carve He can't rewrite the aggro of my furied heart I'll wait on mountain tops in Paris, cold J'veux pas mourir toute seule I'll dance, dance, dance With my hands, hands, hands Above my head, head, head Like Jesus said I'm gonna dance, dance, dance With my hands, hands, hands above my head Hands together, forgive him before he's dead, because Dance, dance, dance With my hands, hands, hands Above my head, head, head Like Jesus said I'm gonna dance, dance, dance With my hands, hands, hands above my head Hands together, forgive him before he's dead, because Dance, dance, dance With my hands, hands, hands Above my head, head, head Like Jesus said I'm gonna dance, dance, dance With my hands, hands, hands above my head Hands together, forgive him before he's dead, because Dance, dance, dance With my hands, hands, hands Above my head, head, head Like Jesus said I'm gonna dance, dance, dance With my hands, hands, hands above my head Hands together, forgive him before he's dead, because F4ST music