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Makin' a mess

par Skid Row

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T-bone Billy just a singin´ the blues
Caught his lady with another man
Lit up a smoke and did some talkin´
With the back of his hand

She started shakin´, started losing her mind
But he was kicking back and playing it cool
Signed her walkin´ papers
Took the 5:15 to Kalamazoo

Sing for your supper,
Nobody rides for free
Eat your heart out, I´ll send it C.O.D.

One, two baby what you do
Three, four let me show you the door
You´re better off dead than makin´ a mess of me
Five, six take your last licks
Seven, eight let me give it to you straight
You´re better off dead than makin a mess of me

Now Billy-boy´s out havin´ a ball playin´ fiddle at the local bar
Dark shades, cool kicks, he´s Hollywood Blvd.
Slick Daddy and his fat cigar sayin´:
"Sign upon the dotted line!"
He shook his head and said:
"All I need is that fiddle of mine!"

Sing for your supper,
Nobody rides for free
Take your big time, I´ll take care of me

One, two baby what you do
Three, four let me show you the door
You´re better off dead than makin´ a mess of me
Five, six take your last licks
Seven, eight let me give it to you straight
You´re better off dead than makin a mess of me

When trouble came knockin´
Billy kep-a-rockin´ like this...

Sing for your supper,
Nobody rides for free
Eat your heart out, I´ll send it C.O.D.

One, two baby what you do
Three, four let me show you the door
You´re better off dead than makin´ a mess of me
Five, six take your last licks
Seven, eight let me give it to you straight
You´re better off dead than makin a mess of me

One, two baby what you do
Three, four let me show you the door
You´re better off dead than makin´ a mess of me
Five, six take your last licks (lick it)
Seven, eight let me give it to you straight
You´re better off dead than makin a mess of me
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