The Mumblers piosenki

Your black magic, black magic Your black magic, black magic I say it on a six string I say it on a microphone You better stay away now 'Cause ain’t nobody home I say it on the rooftops I say it on the streets below You’re a dirty rotten mumbler...

[Jake:] I wanna drive fast (and I wanna take it slow) When I take the top down (I can’t say no) Your body is a blessing (yours is a curse) I need an overcoat (right there in my purse) I pull you in closer (give me the squeeze) You’re like a hot rod motor...

Go tell it on a mountain, go tell it up on high I've been around the world and I have seen the other side You can smell it on my breath, you can see it in my hide I ain't never been no quitin' kind and you doubters, you shall find Like the burning of toba...

My baby miss me when I’m gone She writes me all the time My baby hates being alone She can’t keep me up out off her mind My baby loves to hear my voice It’s never insincere She calls me on the telephone I whisper in her tiny ear I said hey I said he...

These days, these days I don’t know Where I’m going - where I’m going! And I don’t know if I am blind But my eyes are open But my eyes are open now And I can’t find the signs Sometimes I find That I, I get stuck in the grind And I can’t help But go out...