Talk a Little While On My Tailgate - Brian Davis

I know it's late but I can't sleep tonight, 'Cause I got something on my mind. I could try one more time to turn out the light, But I just can't make myself unwind. 'Cause every time I close my eyes I see your face, And I find my eyes wide open, and I'm starin' into space. Some think it's been too long this time, I can hardly stand another day. With all the miles and miles between us Can it be that tomorrow holds a promise Of joy for you and me? In A Little While I'll Be On My Way, So hold on, baby, just-a one more day, In A Little While I'll Be On My Way, to you. Oh, yeah. Come tomorrow I'll be home, and you can be satisfied, 'Cause we can leave this lonely life behind. In the mornin' I can wake up with a smile 'Cause I'll be on my way back home to you, Feelin' better by the mile. In A Little While I'll Be On My Way, So hold on, baby, just-a one more day, In A Little While I'll Be On My Way, to you. In A Little While I'll Be On My Way, So hold on, baby, just-a one more day. In A Little While I'll Be On My Way, So hold on, baby, just-a one more day.

Hold on just a little while longer Hold on just a little while longer Hold on just a little while longer Everything will be alright Everthing will be alright Fight on just a little while longer Fight on just a little while longer Pray on just a little while longer Everything will be alright Everything will be alright Sing on just a little while longer Sing on just a little while longer Sing in just a little while longer Everything will be alright Everything will be, alright

Late nights in a wild town We go out, roaming around Holding your hand in my hand Friday nights felt like they'd never end You were Miss Hollywood I was your chic chauffeur Take you where you want to go Get you there, nice and slow You look up at me from your back seat With that same old grin And I said, "Wait just a little while and tell me where you've been" I've been staying up at night Thinking about it And it's been oh, so long that I've been feeling like this And I know that I've never been more sure, woo! We went to the cinema And you wore your shades inside I couldn't stop laughing (hahahaha) When you put on mine And knocked that drink from your hand onto the floor And then ran to Theater 8 And you hid behind the door You look up at me from your back seat With that same old grin And I said, "Wait just a little while and tell me where you've been" I've been staying up at night Thinking about it And it's been oh, so long that I've been feeling like this And I know that I've never been more sure Tell me what you want, what you really want Tell me what you need, what you want to believe I've got the soul, and you've got to know That together we had everything My time was dim My love was gone My life was thin Then you walked in And I said, "Wait just a little while and tell me where you've been" I've been staying up at night Thinking about it And it's been oh, so long that I've been feeling like this And I know (you know) that I've never been more sure

("What's your definition of love?") "Love... It's kinda like, you know When you see a fog in the morning, when you wake up Before the sun comes out It's just for a little while, and then it burns away..." Broken by the love This hurt divides itself Decided that kissing you is just bad for my health So I'm gonna ride I'm going the other way I would've told you why If there was any space for me To say, to say Oh, don't you see it now? I'm staying for a little while Oh, don't you see it now? I'm staying for a little while I looked you right in your eye And asked you why it has to be this way And to my suprise, you did say This is just you and I babe You and I babe Oh, don't you see it now? I'm staying for a little while Oh, don't you see it now? I'm staying for a little while So I'm gonna ride I'm going the other way I would've told you why If there was any space for me To say, to say Oh, don't you see it now? I'm staying for a little while Oh, don't you see it now? I'm staying for a little while

Just another victim of the... victim of the ghetto Just Another victim, that's how it goes, ooh Heavy foot traffic jam the hallway all day Adolescence working for small pay World so little he could never leave his block His home bullet riddled so he always need his Glock He coast with his eye open, keep his metal smoking Young wasted minds fiending on dimes, coking Forgot kids quick to break rules and known to make fools Out of many, down the streets we more safe than school There's no diploma that can break you from the coma Of a bloody war in the country, the youth hungry On the corner hyenas amongst me Yapping about the stories they be hearing, always swearing Can't even spell the shit that he be wearing Caught up in the silk web of material Superficial stains ya brain tissue, that's the issue The young is lost at their own cost, dreaming Screaming how we never hold positions, that's the meaning Mothers of murder victims share the same grief The elderly shake their head in disbelief And no relief came till I aimed And blast one shot and left my name... the GZA Just another victim of the... victim of the ghetto Just Another victim, that's how it goes, ooh My residence is a city where army veterans smoke rocks On torn down blocks, drug spots set up their shops And cops watch innocent niggas roaming flocks Romanism in tops, papers and knots Churches and liquor stores on every corner plot To get money knots some funny niggas act like They could pop Glocks and those who can't cop Sisters giving up ass a lot, brothers giving up cash a lot Babies struggling to become someone because their parent's not Just another victim of the ghetto, where lost minds settle When the devils uncivil society and die free With double 'W' followed by J-D around the necks and wrists The God is now a dog, the Earth is called a bitch And all my people wish to get rich in this wilderness to push a Lexus Ice on everything from rings and bracelets to the necklaces Children molested within these pest infested buildings Seeds uneducated in these schools, paint on the ceilings Is peeling off, but all I see is lost black babies calling "Please somebody save me, please somebody save me" Just another victim of the... victim of the ghetto Just Another victim, that's how it goes, ooh Just another victim of the... victim of the ghetto Just Another victim, that's how it goes, ooh Just another... just another... victim of the ghetto