Glide


Life on the beach, cold beer within reach
Hot (big) Momma by my side, givin’ me a knowin’ smile.

Let’s get this party goin’ – get our creative juices flowin’

I’m gonna glide.
:
I’m gonna glide.

Six sheets in my hand, three sheets to the wind.
Starin’ at my lady, things are gettin’ crazy.

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CHORUS

Drinkin’ my cold beer, I show no fear.
Hand down her jumper, I know I’m gonna hump her.

Ebony and Ivory, my lady likes ridin’ me.
Looks at me with sexy eyes – sexy eyes.
Palm trees in the south seas
She’s goin’ down, blowin’ to please.

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CHORUS

©21.8.2015 Robert Greshon/Andrew Robert Chapman


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