I was born in a city we call Buffalo Zero degrees below is too damn cold and funky Mama raised me on the numbers racket With eight kids and no father Said she couldn't hack it On the eastside where I started Singin' on the corners Hangin' out with all the hoodlums Pass the joint Now the love I find in the city Is such a cryin' pity Ain't no love for brothers Pass the joint I think I want to talk 'Bout the place I was born, I was torn Said pass the joint Give me one mo' hit I ain't finished with it I got some more to say Now the players hangin' 'round the main strip Actin' like they're on a trip If they had my cash they could be hip But it's strange the gossip is so tragic They call me a faggot Me and all my women laugh at it Love I got my good friends there They really keep me dancin' They really keep me laughin' In the country me, my dog and horses Hangin' out with my family talkin' 'Bout stone city Pass the joint I wanna talk 'bout the city I was born I think I wanna talk 'bout the place where I was torn Said pass the joint I need one mo' hit I ain't finished with it I got some more to say 'Bout the city I was born I got to talk I wish they wouldn't be so torn I wanna talk 'bout the city I was bred I need to talk 'bout the city that has led me to my thang I was born in a city we call buffalo Zero degrees below is too damn cold and funky I think I wanna talk about it Ooh pass the. Joint La la la la la la la la la I think I wanna sing about it Pass the joint Thank youTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
