Everybody Needs a Best Friend - Norah Jones

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Everybody needs a bar A spot that they can go A band they wanna hear And a beer they wanna hold A dart that they can throw Some shit that they can shoot Everybody's got a friend When you sittin' on a stool Every corn field needs rain (yeah) Every pickup truck needs gas Every cane pole needs bait Every cowboy needs a hat When the work weeks been long But it all just paid off And it's Friday at 5:01 Everybody needs a bar A spot that they can go A band they wanna hear And a beer they wanna hold A dart that they can throw Some shit that they can shoot Everybody's got a friend When you sittin' on a stool Where you can catch a buzz Maybe even fall in love It don't matter who you are Now, everybody needs a bar I need a bar where I can shoot some pool Make a bet, bum another cigarette Make a bug, say, "Next rounds on me" I need a bar that I can cut a rug Let it loose, kiss my girl in a corner booth And do it all again next week (let's go) Everybody needs a bar A spot that they can go (yeah) A band they wanna hear And a beer they wanna hold A dart that they can throw Some shit that they can shoot Everybody's got a friend When you sittin' on a stool Where you can catch a buzz Maybe even fall in love It don't matter who you are Now, everybody needs a bar (that's right) It's like home sweet home When you've been gone They say, "It ain't the same without you" They know your name They know your drink And a little too much about you Everybody needs a bar, hm Aw yeah, a little local watering hole Everybody needs a bar A spot that they can go A band they wanna hear And a beer they wanna hold A dart that they can throw Some shit that they can shoot Everybody's got a friend When you sittin' on a stool Where you can catch a buzz (oh you can catch a buzz) Maybe even fall in love (can even fall in love) It don't matter who you are (it don't matter who you are) Everybody needs a bar (everybody needs a bar) Yeah, these days we got Luke Bryan's, Aldean's, FGL's on 3rd Blake's got Ole Red, Whiskey Row, that's Dierks' Yeah, Kid Rock's Honky Tonk, Casa Rosa's good Carrie ought to open Carrieoke Underwood, yeah 'Cause everybody needs a bar (everybody needs a bar) Everybody needs a bar, uh-uh Everybody needs a bar

A lot of sad and dreary faces here tonight Guess they started out feelin' alright Girls with the blues, makeup on their face And boys, missin' love so bad I hear them say I need a lover, I need a friend I need someone who ain't runnin' away Everyone needs a friend sometimes To wake you up and sing the lullabies Everyone needs a friend sometimes That's what it's all about Alright You know that When you check it out, you will know That there's no one for you to lean on 'Cause everybody got to do it their way So come on down, baby, come on, get it alright I need a lover, you need a friend I need someone who ain't runnin' away Everyone needs a friend sometimes To wake you up and sing the lullabies Everyone needs a friend sometimes That's what it's all about That's right But I know... You need a lover, and I need a friend I need someone who ain't runnin' away, 'cause Everyone needs a friend sometimes To wake you up and share the lullabies Everyone needs a friend sometimes That's what it's all about Everyone needs a friend sometimes Wooh, I don't wanna walk on down the line (Everyone needs a friend sometimes, everybody) Yeah, I'm singin' out loud Everyone needs a friend sometimes (Everyone needs a friend) Sweet talkin' Everyone needs a friend sometimes (Oh, yes they do) That's what it's all about (Everyone needs a friend sometimes) To wake you up and share the lullabies

You can ride all day long Another Myke Diesel production (Mike Jones) But you'll never catch Mr. Jones He's got a gang that's far too strong (Ice Age, Ice Age, Ice Age) Your friends know it, that's why you're all alone Chasing a man you can't see (Mike Jones) So just walk away and let him be He's got a shotgun so go back home (Who? Mike Jones Who? Mike Jones) 'Cause you'll never get Mr. Jones (Mike Jones, Mike Jones) I'm back, my music tracks about to sell another mil' My pants stay saggin' from them hundred dollar bills These haters hate but they don't really wanna see the steel These haters hate but they don't really wanna see the steel Had a million in my bank before Asylum bought the deal Had a million in my bank before Asylum bought the deal Before I came I just say the streets wouldn't feel The - that I'm spittin', the - that's real But now I'm like Melo, I'm the king of the hill American dream, I'm livin' that for real Eleven cars later - tell me how you feel Took the diamonds off my teeth And put 'em on my Phantom grill (smile, ha ha) You can ride all day long (Mike Jones) But you'll never catch Mr. Jones He's got a gang that's far too strong (Ice Age, Ice Age, Ice Age) Your friends know it, that's why you're all alone Chasing a man you can't see (Mike Jones) So just walk away and let him be He's got a shotgun so go back home (Who? Mike Jones Who? Mike Jones) 'Cause you'll never get Mr. Jones (Mike Jones, Mike Jones) I used to get dissed by the chicks in the club Now they want to rub my belly, wanna show your boy some love They see me iced up, they be like, "What's up?" Try to jack me if you wanna, I'ma leave you - up Used to roll hatchback, now I'm Cadillac and Benz Used to roll hatchback, now I'm Cadillac and Benz I used to have homies, now I'm like, "- friends" 'Cause even back then all they did was pretend Now I got my own label Ice Age and I'm boss I'm the mayor of this town with the key to that vault All my cars black on black except the one with thick gloss Got another white on white I call that - rick Rick Ross (Ross) You can ride all day long (Mike Jones) But you'll never catch Mr. Jones He's got a gang that's far too strong (Ice Age, Ice Age, Ice Age) Your friends know it, that's why you're all alone (hahahahahaha) Chasing a man you can't see (you can't see me, baby) So just walk away, and let him be He's got a shotgun so go back home (Who? Mike Jones Who? Mike Jones) 'Cause you'll never get Mr. Jones (Mike Jones, Mike Jones) Hey Now make it rain Hey Now make it rain Hey Now make it rain American Dream, album and movie on the way, baby

(Rhythm is both the song's manacle and it's demonic charge. It is the original breath, it is the whisper of unremitting demand. "What do you still want of me?", says the singer. "What do you think you can still draw from my lips?" Exact presence that no fantasy can represent. Purveyor of the oldest secret, alive with the blood that boils again, and is pulsing where the rhythm is torn apart. How your singer's blood is incensed at the depth of sound. Lacerations echo in the mouth's open erotic sky where dance together the lost frenzies of rhythm and an imploring immobility. Ladies and gentlemen, Miss Grace Jones. Jones the Rhythm.) Slave! Slave to the rhythm Dance to the rhythm Axe to wood in ancient times Man machine, production line The fire burns, with heartbeats strong Sing out loud, the chain gang song Never stop the action Keep it up, keep it up Never stop the action Keep it up, keep it up Slave to the rhythm Dance to the rhythm, The rhythm... master... master... Never stop the action, keep it up Never stop the action Keep it up, keep it up. Slave to the rhythm, work to the rhythm, Dance to the rhythm, live to the rhythm. Slave to the rhythm, Dance to the rhythm, live to the rhythm, Slave to the rhythm, work... to the rhythm, To the rhythm, work to the rhythm, to the rhythm. Slave, slave, To the rhythm, to the rhythm, to the rhythm. (Grace) Oh that's weird... (Grace Jones, welcome) Thank you Paul. And if you're wondering what's wrong with my voice, I just choked on my saliva. So... (Now obviously you're in the Bond movie.)