little black girl in a red dress
on a hot night
Well you gassed her up
Behind the wheel
With your arm around
over here the ladies all waltz with perfume
but there's never
I lost everything I had in the '29 flood
Barn was
I always play russian roulette in my head
Seventeen black or
Well, the shoeshine boy's got lines around the block
The bloodhound's
it's raining it's pouring
and you didn't bring a sweater
nebraska will
I know an oldtimer
Just a nickel-and-dimer(1)
At the bar down the
It's dreamy weather we're on
You waved your crooked wand
Along an
You're the tree
That you can't eat the fruit from
I
He’s an ol' altar boy
Lying out there in the street
He’s
In the evening he stumbles home with his tie undone
And
Babbachichuija chu, Babbachichuija chu, Babbachichuija chu,
Babbachichuija chu,
(instrumental)
Well I got a bad liver and a broken heart,
Yeah,
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