Rhythm & blues alibi
par Gomez
lyricscopy.com
You can write your tunes with rhythm and blues as your alibi
You can sell your soul and lay the blame all on the passers-by
You shake your body on the TV screen
It seems to me, you´d try anything twice
And swing it out and use it as your aphrodisiac
You can give it to me, to me
Plain to see that I´ll give it you back
You let it flow, let it go, there´s nothing to it
Anyone can try anything twice, try anything twice
Chasing after stories that have already been told
Could not look old Son House in the eyes
I know where you carry such a fragile load
But I´ve got yours, and you´ve got mine
It´s a rhythm and blues alibi
La la la la la la la la la la laaa..
You can take a trip through your juke joint smoke-filled paradise
You can give it your all, ´cause you are walking a fine, fine line, la
You shake your booty on the TV screen
Seems to me, you´d try anything twice
You´d try anything twice
Well let me hear you now..
Chasing after stories that have already been told
Could not look old Son House in the eyes
I know where you carry such a fragile load
And I´ve got yours, you´ve got mine
It´s a rhythm and blues alibi
La la la la la (to end)
You can sell your soul and lay the blame all on the passers-by
You shake your body on the TV screen
It seems to me, you´d try anything twice
And swing it out and use it as your aphrodisiac
You can give it to me, to me
Plain to see that I´ll give it you back
You let it flow, let it go, there´s nothing to it
Anyone can try anything twice, try anything twice
Chasing after stories that have already been told
Could not look old Son House in the eyes
I know where you carry such a fragile load
But I´ve got yours, and you´ve got mine
It´s a rhythm and blues alibi
La la la la la la la la la la laaa..
You can take a trip through your juke joint smoke-filled paradise
You can give it your all, ´cause you are walking a fine, fine line, la
You shake your booty on the TV screen
Seems to me, you´d try anything twice
You´d try anything twice
Well let me hear you now..
Chasing after stories that have already been told
Could not look old Son House in the eyes
I know where you carry such a fragile load
And I´ve got yours, you´ve got mine
It´s a rhythm and blues alibi
La la la la la (to end)