Hot Tip-Lydia Lunch

歌手 : Lydia Lunch

专辑 : Smoke in the Shadows

语种 : 英语

时长 : 06:36

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TXT Hot Tip-Lydia Lunch 文本歌词

Hot Tip - Lydia Lunch

There must be ninety two degrees in shade

You want a hot tip

You want a hot tip on dead jockey

He ain't coming home tonight

He's going nowhere tonight

He popped a deuce on the number two

Horse went down in the fourth

Had to shoot the horse

Why shoot the horse I said

Shoot the jockey

He could grift with the worst of them

Petty hustle on a two bit dance hall whore

She looked a lot like me but

That wasn't me that wasn't me

I said I think you owe me something

He said sister you got the wrong man

I spit right up in that motherf**ker's face

And said every man is the wrong man

Every man is the wrong man

Wrong man wrong man wrong man

Right place right time

Right time

Ha ain't coming home tonight

Last time I saw him I

I think it was just his heador

Was his shoes

Somewhere down near the bayou st John

He was talking all kinds of nonsense about some kind of

To me it's all just cooccoo cooca choo

You see I'm one hundred percent

Born and bred santeria

I said I think you owe me something

I think you

I think you owe me something

He said he had the nerve to say

I had the wrong man

Wrong man wrong man wrong man

He ain't going nowhere tonight

And don't feed me none of this

You ain't going nowhere tonight

You ain't coming home with me tonight