Juke blastin faster slow it down
if I huff and I puff san i blow it down
in every disco in San Francisco
I had a chance but I missed though
can I write the hit though?
The kind they play on the radio stations
patience is a virtueif the agents haven't
heard you, preferred you
they'll desert you like Benedict Arnold
I won't be dicked around, no
Drinking water while they are sipping wine
in their condo or mansion
I'm off in a tangent again
before I make my way to the end
the sentence must mend or be bandaged.
A slight disadvantage.
I know we sound full but we're famished.
we get feast, we get famine...all the time...
They say it takes a song so I went along
tripping and falling, bawling out my eyes
wishing that I was recording.
They say I'm gonna have to wait
another week for the cake
I say oh my soul what is this ringamarole?
always dealing sour card so I fold.
I don't wanna get rich before I'm old
just wanna get my belly full.
we get feast, we get famine...all the time...Met a girl on a farm we started carrying on, late at night she
said honey - won't you stay? I said baby that just ain't the
way I live Uh Huh!
I had this girl in the south she said you got a big mouth, and
that ain't right Well I'm no saint, but I ain't bad I'm too busy
baby just loving the life I have Oh Yeah!
And I'd stay but I got to move on I ride the wind and I'm gone
Oh, I'm ready to go I got 19 women on my mind I got 6 lives
left 'cause I've already died 3 times but I'm fine
I heard a knock at the door It was a quarter to four I heard
fee fi fo, fo-fo-fum I'm young, dumb and ready to come alive
My My!
And I'd stay but I got to move on I ride the wind and I'm gone
Oh, this is how I live Oh, I got nothing to give
I took a seat at the bar You know I wouldn't be far Some
people came and then they went But I ain't leaving till my
money is spent Oh No!