Текст песни «Friday The 13th» от Royal Crown Revue

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Royal Crown Revue - "Friday The 13th"

Lyrics to Friday The 13th :

It was a fine left coast morning

And I found myself planted outside

The Cap N Cork

Tipping back the hops

In order to calm my dancing hands

You see I usually dont play

The tied-up watchdog routine

Looking up and down the street

But this is the corner

Joey A., my car and I

Were supposed to meet



You see Joey The Amateur and I

Were out clinkin glasses last night

When I got three sheets to an ill wind

Myself being in possession

Of a fine Double 5 Lincoln convert

Joey offered to skip me back to the crib

I awoke to a barren driveway

And a neighbor started to chide

"Joey dumped you off,

And hes got your ride!"



Black cats, they dont bother me

I smile in bad company

And Im cool as the day is long

But takin my car, daddy

Thats dead wrong



It was now 11:22

And up scuffles Benny The Shoe

A real hot air merchant from way back

I inquired about Joey A.

And my superfine Lincoln

Then Mr. B.S. beat his gums

And testified to me,

"Joes washing the short,

Changing da oil

Hell be here by three."



So the little hand hits three

And who should appear

But a Cuban cat named Geronimo

An upstanding cat

In the textile business



He said, "Joey knocked over a racketman

And is laying low for a few,

But in your trunk he left you some treasure

A pint of rye and a case of Slim Jims

For your masticating pleasure



Now ten p.m. finds me

Hot as a hopheads zippo

When Rosie appears

On her financially motivated

Nightly exercise routine

I asked the whereabouts

Of the horsepower thief in question

And she shot me that amphetamine stare

And said, "Joey A.'

I just got out of his Lincoln

On Hollywood Way."



I thought

"Kill Joey A.!" when the bar keep came out

To simmer my slow boil

He said, "Joey A. just called on the blower,

He said you better skip town,

Cause the cops got your ride.

Youre wanted for solicitation,

Possession -- you owe him one,

And heres the scather." He said,

"And another thing cat,

Dont ask me for

Goddamn favors!"


[ Friday The 13th Lyrics  ]

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