Upholstery
Carburetors, man, that's what life is all about
That's what life is all about
That's what life is all about
That's what life is all about
That's what it's all about
I was not myself last night, lost a fight
My woody barely running
By a dude I should have beat and on the street
A blow like that is stunning
I finally lost control
I tore my tuck-n-roll...
Upholstery, where my baby sits up close to me
That's supposed to be what our life is all about (all about)
Upholstery, where my baby sits up close to me
That's supposed to be what our life is all about (all about)
Of all life's mysteries, the greatest one I've seen (tell me why)
My short runs better when it's clean
I was not myself last night, I ran a light
Without my registration
Where the cops were bound to see and you know me
Already on probation
I wound up on parole
I tore my tuck-n-roll...
Upholstery, where my baby sits up close to me
That's supposed to be what life is all about (all about)
Upholstery, where my baby sits up close to me
That's supposed to be what our life is all about (all about)
Upholstery, where my baby sits up close to me
That's supposed to be what our life is all about (all about)
My upholstery, where my baby sits up close to me
That's supposed to be what life is all about (all about)
That's what life is all about
That's what life is all about
That's what life is all about
That's what it's all about
I was not myself last night, lost a fight
My woody barely running
By a dude I should have beat and on the street
A blow like that is stunning
I finally lost control
I tore my tuck-n-roll...
Upholstery, where my baby sits up close to me
That's supposed to be what our life is all about (all about)
Upholstery, where my baby sits up close to me
That's supposed to be what our life is all about (all about)
Of all life's mysteries, the greatest one I've seen (tell me why)
My short runs better when it's clean
I was not myself last night, I ran a light
Without my registration
Where the cops were bound to see and you know me
Already on probation
I wound up on parole
I tore my tuck-n-roll...
Upholstery, where my baby sits up close to me
That's supposed to be what life is all about (all about)
Upholstery, where my baby sits up close to me
That's supposed to be what our life is all about (all about)
Upholstery, where my baby sits up close to me
That's supposed to be what our life is all about (all about)
My upholstery, where my baby sits up close to me
That's supposed to be what life is all about (all about)
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Writer(s): Paul H. Williams
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