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was closest to you I'd set the tracking system With your safety fuse And set the countdown For two thousand blues Two thousand blues Two thousand blues Two thousand blues
back my blue jean Lord, how happy could one man be If I ever get back my blue jean Lord, how happy could one man be 'Cause if I get back those blue jean
Been workin' hard just to feed my mouth Just can't keep them blues away There's one thing for sure and it's on my mind These certified blues are gonna
No, baby, tell me why don't you? Well, now, baby, tell me why don't you? Aw, baby, tell me why don't you? No, baby, now want to make me some? Oh,
Surprised? Yes, it's me again I have just returned from the island of Chandelier What am I doing in town? Well, I'm glad you asked I'm just passing through
I want your hi fi mama, won't you let me play it tonight? I want your hi fi mama, won't you let me play it tonight? I put the needle in the groove, baby
It's three o'clock in the morning and the rain begin to fall But I know what I'm needin' but I don't have it all I'm needin' someone like you that I
I don't need her money I don't need a ride I got enough connections I don't need a piece of her hide I just wanna please her I just wanna squeeze her
I'm shufflin' through the Texas sand But my head's in Mississippi I'm shufflin' through the Texas sand But my head's in Mississippi The blues has got
I've gotten good at missin' her I practice all the time While I drive the Pan Am Highway through With that cactus friend of mine It's gettin' hard to
the wheel She said, "What's it gonna take for you to lay your top on down?" She said, "What's it gonna take for you to lay your top on down?" I said
Well there comes Lola, out of control She just loves those Rhythm and Blues And Miss Ivy will be arriving In leopard skin tights she's willing to cruise
Is it you again outside Just banging on the front door? You say you had enough Now you're comin' back for more But that's alright I said that, "That'
Rain fell this mornin' Make me feel so bad On account of, my baby Walked off with another man Like takin' eyesight from the blind man And money from
Ah, there's a rockin' time on the borderline Between sundown and up There's an off the wall cantina, man Just waitin' to tear you up The locals know that
There's a rockin' time on the borderline Between sundown and up There's an off-the-wall cantina, man Just waitin' to tear you up The locals know that
wish I'd stayed. But even if I had all the time and money, it's still the same old news. Nothin' does you any good when you got 2000 blues. Ten thousand
