You wonder why you got holes in your shoes
You wonder why they got more money than you
You wonder why you got nothin’ to lose
It makes no sense, don’t try to figure it out
You gotta . . . walk on down
Walk on down
Walk on down
When you’re shit outta luck
There’s just one thing to do and that’s
Walk on down
Walk on down
Walk on down
When you’re shit outta luck
There’s just one thing to do and that’s
Yeah, huh

Well, she says that she loves ya
In your mind there’s no doubt, but
You feel like a stranger
When the lights go out
As you lie there awake
You think this ain’t no gift
Don’t try to figure that weight’s too heavy to lift
You gotta . . . walk on down
Walk on down
Walk on down
When you’re shit outta luck
There’s just one thing to do and that’s
Walk on down
Walk on down
‘Cause I got no time to lose
It’s my life if I choose
Put on my walkin’ shoes

Walk on down
Walk on down
Walk on down
When you’re shit outta luck
There’s just one thing to do and that’s

Walk on down
Walk on down
Walk on down
When you’re shit outta luck
There’s just one thing to do and that’s
Walk on down
Walk on down
Walk on down
When you’re shit outta luck
There’s just one thing to do and that’s
Walk on down

high class
moolah
bolt ons
fast car
quick fix
freak out
nose bleed
skull cap
pissed off
pissed on
I never seen a smile that looked so sad
cause you make me feel so good ’cause you’re so bad
hey little darlin’
your love is legendary
love’s four letters
ain’t in my dictionary
scuse my postion
but it ain’t missionary
yeah, but I want to
walk on the water with you
boo-tay
hotpants
tan line
sweet
hookah
boo-yah
knocked-up
hose down
cool cat
hot flash
when it comes to makin’ love I ain’t no hype
cause I practice on a peach most every night
hey little darlin’
your love is legendary
love’s four letters
ain’t in my dictionary
scuse my position
but it ain’t missionary
ah, but I want to
walk on the water with you
well, the cook’s in the kitchen
and hidin’ the spoons
I’m winking at witches
and howlin’ at the moon
I’m afraid of the candle
but live for the flame
you know who I am
but you don’t know my name

Uncle Salty told me stories of a lonely
baby with a lonely kind of life to lead
my mammy was lusted, Daddy he was busted
they left her to be trusted till the orphan bleeds
but when she cried at night, no one came
and when she cried at night, went insane

Uncle Salty told me when she was just a baby
that she’d get by and maybe someday she’d see
but soon she found her mother’s love for all the others
the pushers and the shovers was the life to lead
but when she cried at night, no one came
and when she cried at night, went insane

oooh, it’s a sunny day outside my window
oooh, it’s a sunny day outside my window
oooh, oh yeah
oooh, oh yeah, yeah yeah

now she’s doin any for money and a penny
a sailor with a penny or two or three
hers is the cunning for men who come a-runnin’
they all come for fun and it seems to me
that when she cried at night, no one came
and when she cried at night, went insane

oooh, it’s a sunny day outside my window

get yourself cooler, lay yourself low
coincidental murder, with nothing to show
with the judge, constipation will go to his head
and his wife’s aggravation, you’re soon enough dead

it’s the same old story, same old song and dance, my friend
it’s the same old story, same old song and dance, my friend

gotcha with the cocaine they found with your gun
[ alt: shady lookin’ loser, you played with my gun ]
no smoothy face laywer to getcha undone
say love ain’t the same on the south side of town
you could look, but you ain’t gonna find it around

it’s the same old story, same old song and dance, my friend
it’s the same old story, same old story
same old song and dance

fate comes a-knockin’, doors start lockin’
your old time connection, change your direction
ain’t gonna change it, can’t rearrange it
can’t stand the pain when it’s all the same to you, my friend

when you’re low down and dirty, from walkin’ the street
with your old hurdy-gurdy, no one to meet
say love ain’t the same, on the south side of town
you could look, but you ain’t gonna find it around

Hey j-j-jaded, you got your mama’s style
But you’re yesterday’s child to me
So jaded
You think that’s where it’s at
But is that where it’s supposed to be
You’re gettin’ it all over me and serrated

My, my baby blue
Yeah I been thinkin’ about you
My, my baby blue
Yeah you’re so jaded
And I’m the one that jaded you

Hey j-j-jaded
In all it’s misery
It will always be what I love and hated
And maybe take a ride to the other side
We’re thinkin’ of
We’ll slip into the velvet glove
And be jaded

My, my baby blue
Yeah I’m thinkin’ about you
My, my baby blue
Yeah, I’m so jaded
And baby I’m afraid of you

Your thinking’s so complicated
I’ve had it all up to here
But it’s so overrated
Love and hated
Wouldn’t trade it
Love me jaded

Hey j-j-jaded
There ain’t no baby please
When I’m shootin’ the breeze with her
When everything you see is a blur
And ectasy’s what you prefer

My, my baby blue
Yeah I’m talkin’ about you
My, my baby blue
Yeah I’ve been thinkin’ about you
My, my baby blue
Yeah you’re so jaded
Baby
Jaded
Baby
You’re so jaded
‘Cause I’m the one that jaded you

Hey
Ja ja jaded
You gotch yo mama’s style
But you’re yesterday’s child to me
So jaded
You think that’s where it’s at but is that where it’s suposed to be
You’re gettin’ it all over me
X – rated

My my baby blue
Yeah I been thinkin bout you
My my baby blue
Yeah your so jaded
And I’m the one that jaded you

Hey
Ja ja jaded
In all it’s misery
It will always be what I love
And hated
And maybe take a ride to the other side
We’re thinkin’ of
We’ll slip into the velvet glove
And be jaded

My my baby blue
Yeah I’m thinkin’ ’bout you
My my baby blue
Yeah I’m so jaded
And baby I’m afraid a you

Your thinkin’s so complicated
I’ve had it all up to here
But it’s so overrated
Love and hate it
Wouldn’t trade it
Love me jaded

Hey
Ja ja jaded
There ain’t no baby please
When I’m shootin’ the breeze with her
When everything you see is a blur
And extasy’s what you prefer

My my baby blue
(blue blue blue blue yeah)
Yeah I’m talkin’ ’bout you
My my baby blue
(blue blue blue blue yeah)
Yeah I’ve been thinkin’ ’bout you
My my baby blue
Yeah you’re so jaded
(Jaded)
Jaded
(Jaded)
Your so jaded
Cause I’m the one that jaded you

Baby, take me, baby, take me, baby I’m drivin’ maybe
baby take me . . . .
Take it or leave it on a Saturday night
If what you see is what you get then gimme a bite
Here comes the ladies, they’re so insecure
Leave it to the boys and the fool on the hill
Hey baby (?) be no jock, no third degree
Oh, jailbait
Play the foolin’, play the pawn
Wake up baby I’m out the door, jailbait
I’m believin’, someone talkin
Can’t let go, got the hold, oh jailbait
What it is that you believe
What you got, got up your sleeve, oh
Jailbait, jailbait, jailbait, jailbait

Take it, leave it, roll the dice
You’re hot as hell, I’m cold as ice, oh jailbait
Tell your daddy how you do me
Put the woodshed, do it to me, jailbait
Whatchya see in daddy’s eyes
Check the voice, ain’t no surprise
Jailbait, jailbait, jailbait, jailbait, jailbait, jailbait
Do me, do you, tell me, would you
See me, me too, do me, do you
I ain’t complainin bitch’s brew
Girls in love I never knew she jailbait
Steep the chase, cold sweatin
Stick your feet up (grace go bed??)
jailbait, j-j-jailbait, j-j-jailbait
jailbait, j-j-jailbait, j-j-jailbait

For all night Dwight

Got a 56 Cadillac
With a spare tire on the back
Got a charge account in my ol’ bank
Said, I ain’t got you

Got a classic and a pool
And a big hair ghoul
No matter who I fool
Said, I ain’t got you

chorus:
Got a baby and a liquor store
I played the number four-forty-four
Got a mojo and dontcha know?
I’m all dressed up with no place to go
Got women to the left of me
Got women to the right of me
I got chicks all around me
Said, I ain’t got you

(repeat)
Mr. Whitford
You know I ain’t got you baby

Hot wax drippin’
Honey what do you say
I got a brand new record
That I gotta play
She said not now boy
But I did anyway
and I’m ready, so ready
Lip smackin’ paddy wackin’
walkin’ the street
I got a rag top chevy
now I’m back on my feet
I get an EMHO woody
when I sit in the seat
cause I’m ready, so ready

I got a girlfriend with the hoochy-coochy eyes
cause in the pink she look so fine
She got the cracker jack now all I want’s the prize
YEAH

I know these hookers down on 42nd street, but
ill-gotten booty’s not my style
I’ll take a rain check ’til I get back on my feet
YEAH

‘Cause I’m
Alright
Your momma says I’m
Alright
Your daddy says I’m
Alright
and my old lady says I’m
Alright

Whip crackin’ floozy
way outta control
she got a new kinda jelly
in her jelly roll
I got the right key baby
but the wrong keyhole
and I’m ready, so ready

I’m a red hot pistol
and I’m ready to fight
I’m a 38 special
on a Saturday night
I’m gonna kiss your boo-boo honey
make it alright
’cause I’m ready, so ready

I got a cruiser with a bimbo on the dash
it kinda keeps my ass in line
one little french kiss honey that’s my kinda trash
HONEY

My brand new baby’s lookin f-i-n-e FINE
the sun is shinin’ every day
ain’t got no rubbers now it’s rainin all the time
HONEY

But I’m
Alright
my little sister says I’m
Alright
ohh my brother thinks I’m
Alright
and my old lady know I’m
Alright

I feel like I’m hung up on the line
I’d die for you but we were partners in the crime
Everything about you is so f-i-n-e- FINE
Let’s put our clothes back on
and by the way girl
What’s your name again?

But I’m
Alright
you’re daddy says I’m
Alright
and Tipper thinks I’m
Alright
and Joe Perry says I’m
Alright

Pitched my tent
in the pouring rain
I got a back seat lover
that’s callin’ my name
she gonna blow my cover
she’s hot as a flame
But I’m ready, so ready

I shove my tongue
right between your cheeks
I haven’t made love now
for twenty-five weeks
I hear that your so tight
your lovin’ squeaks
and I’m ready, so ready
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