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Popa Chubby – Palace Of The King lyrics
was born down in Dallas raised, up on the city of wind Spent
a month of Sundays talkin', about the places I have been Played
the blues in England I, played 'em for the Queen The
Queen did love my style but, the Queen is not my thing Goin'
back to Dallas livin', in the palace of the king Couldn't
play it in Moscow you, know that it was way too cold Played
the blues in Denmark but, women there they was way too old Couldn't
talk Italian don't, listen when they say Couldn't
find a chitlin Pizza at, any price I pay Goin'
back to Dallas livin', in the palace of the king Oh
living, in the palace of the king Living
in the palace Be
a natural thing Everywhere
I go don't, matter what I say Lord
I make you happy with every note I play Goin'
back to Dallas livin', in the palace of the king (guitar
solo) Oh
living, in the palace of the king Living
in the palace Be
a natural thing I
can make you smile I, can make you swing I
can make you happy with every note I play Goin'
back to Dallas livin', in the palace of the king
a month of Sundays talkin', about the places I have been Played
the blues in England I, played 'em for the Queen The
Queen did love my style but, the Queen is not my thing Goin'
back to Dallas livin', in the palace of the king Couldn't
play it in Moscow you, know that it was way too cold Played
the blues in Denmark but, women there they was way too old Couldn't
talk Italian don't, listen when they say Couldn't
find a chitlin Pizza at, any price I pay Goin'
back to Dallas livin', in the palace of the king Oh
living, in the palace of the king Living
in the palace Be
a natural thing Everywhere
I go don't, matter what I say Lord
I make you happy with every note I play Goin'
back to Dallas livin', in the palace of the king (guitar
solo) Oh
living, in the palace of the king Living
in the palace Be
a natural thing I
can make you smile I, can make you swing I
can make you happy with every note I play Goin'
back to Dallas livin', in the palace of the king
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