Everybody's giving me a hand me down For my cigarello of yellow and brown Everybody wants me to be their sideshow A brown 'n yellow cigarello dancing
Well, there's nothing more to add before I leave This thing of ours is dead but don't you grieve Is it me or are they younger every night? Just because
Jesus stole my baby, Jesus stole my girl He took her away for an hour every Sunday And cut all of her beautiful curls She was always easy seven days
Well, once I was persuaded to open up my head I told them how it was and went and got it wrong instead I said would you believe me if you only knew I'
Baby doll Do you believe they'll catch you when you fall? And when morning comes The sun is gonna shine Don't forget your minor key's Your half lit cigarette
I said, "I don't get out too much", I said She said, "You said I said two times instead" I said, "Oh please, please, please no You'er just not funny ya
She can't help it, the girl can't help it She can't help it, the girl can't help it She can't help it, the girl can't help it She can't help it, the girl
Well, I was chasing down flies and shooting up women Trying to get the whole thing straight in my head Lookin' for a girl who?d come with me swimming
Whistle for the boys now don't be shy Give us all a song and a reason why Baby got the bones and a hand me down Says her heart is black but her eyes are
Well, it's a big, big city and it's always the same Can never be too pretty, tell me your name Is it out of line if I was to be bold And say, "Would you
Well, you must be a girl with shoes like that She said, "You know me well" I'll see you and little Steven and Joanna 'Round the back of my hotel, oh yeah
Tell me where you been to Point me to the door I've seen you around But I really can't be sure If all the action men are busy Climbing up the wall Banging
Ah-aah-ah... Well once I was persuaded to open up my head I told them how it was and went and got it wrong instead I said would you believe me if you
Well just slow down come on Lupe Brown Tell Desdemona that I'm ready to leave Well she's nothing much to look at and she's hard to believe, Don't go down
Jesus stole my baby Jesus stole my girl He took her away for an hour every sunday And cut all of her beautiful curls She was always easy seven days of
Well let me tell you something let me tell you so This could be the one thing that you really need to know You got to stop once in a while and shake off
She can't help it, the girl can't help it You can find her scratching around in the dark Just another candle chasing a spark You can find her screaming