A chaise, sometimes called chay or shay, is a light two- or four-wheeled traveling or pleasure carriage, with a folding hood or calash top for one or two people.
The name came from the French chair, through a transference from a sedan-chair to a wheeled vehicle. In the winter of 1791/92, in the opening phases of the French Revolution, Henrietta Ponsonby, Countess of Bessborough, noted the lack of ostentation in the streets of Paris, where a few drove themselves about in "little open chaises like the cabriolet but with one horse." The two-wheeled version, usually of a chair-backed type, for one or two persons, also called a gig or one-horse shay, had a body hung on leather straps or thorough-braces and was usually drawn by one horse; a light chaise having two seats was a double chair.
The term chaise-cart was used for a light carriage fitted with suspension, used for transporting lightweight goods.
The post-chaise was a fast carriage for traveling post in the 18th and early 19th centuries. It usually had a closed body on four wheels, sat two to four persons, and was drawn by two or four horses. The driver, especially when there was no coachman, rode postillion on the near horse of a pair or of one of the pairs attached to the post-chaise.
The Chaise, also known as the Monthoux, is a mountain river of eastern France. It flows through the departments Savoie and Haute-Savoie. It is a right tributary of the Arly which it joins in Ugine where, in the mid nineteenth century, it was crossed by a wooden bridge.
[Chorus]I come and go like a boomerang,
Set me free and ill come back again.
To and fro like a freight train,
Stop and lend yo time again.
Verse 1
I'm dark in a place,
stuck in outer space,
talkin to my friends they dont know what i say.
I'm in the ocean duck divin the waves,
I'm on a mountain been climbin for days.
"The top of the world is just up the way",
said the blind man wavin the sage.
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Time ain't the only thing movin today.
I gotta go, gotta get away,
Let the sunset just set away.
On the deck tryin to catch a wave,
some girl in a dress will say,
"Please don't leave me" [x2]
[chorus]
Verse 2
Stop and go, is this rock and roll?
Soul brotha on the yellow brick road.
Dressed up ready to go,
with my hair messed up in some regular clothes.
Guess what, i'm strikin a pose,
you could make a statue i suppose.
Lights, camera, then i froze,
Thoughts of you and my head arose.
She loves me like a pedal on a rose,
I love alot, last pedal on the floor.
On the deck tryin to catch a wave,
some girl in a dress will say,
"Please don't leave me" [x2]
[chorus]
woah oh, oh, oh, ooh
Verse 3
Believe me this time i'm leavin,
for a little bit longer than a weekend.
And when you see me ill be rockin,
on yo tv, i know your watchin.
And ill be thinking of you often,
put the top down and see a rose blossom.
On the deck tryin to catch a wave,
some girl in a dress will say,
"Please don't leave me" [x2]