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Posted By: Jason Xion Wang
10-Dec-07 - 09:51 AM
Thread Name: Lyr Req: The first two lines of Blues My Naughty
Subject: Lyr Req: The first two lines of Blues My Naughty
I have got the other lines, but I don't know what did he speak in the first. Can anybody transcribe them for me? These are the lyrics I know:
Now there are blues that you get from happiness There are blues that you get from pain Blues when you are lonely for your one and only Blues that are hard to explain
And there are blues that you get from waitin' Oh, but the meanest, the meanest blues that be There are kinda I got on my mind Blues there are all very meanest kind Blues my naughty sweetie gives to me Oh, yeah
Oh, there are blues you get from women when you see 'em goin' swimmin' and you haven't got a bathin' suit yourself There are blues that start to flicker when you had a lot of liquor and someone goes and takes it off the shelf There are blues you get from waitin' on the dock, and you wonderin' if your little boat is gonna rock Blues you keep a gettin' in a taxicab a pettin' every time you hear the meter jump the clock
And there are blues you get from cryin' when your uncle Will is dyin' and he afterwards forgets you in his will There are blues that get from kisses when you are walkin' with the missus and another baby shouts, "Hey, Bill!" Blues that kinda make you hop and can't wait to shake and shiver, kinda make you want to end it all in the river Blues my naughty sweetie gives to me Oh, swing that thing!
Now there are blues you get from women when you see 'em goin' swimmin' and you haven't got a bathin' suit your own self There are blues that start to flicker when you had a lot of liquor and someone goes and takes it off the shelf There are blues you get from waitin' on the dock, and you wonderin' if your little boat is gonna rock Blues you keep a gettin' in a taxicab a pettin' every time you hear the meter jump the clock
And there are blues you get from cryin' when your uncle Will is dyin' and he afterwards forgets you in his will There are blues that get from kisses when you are walkin' with the missus and another baby shouts, "Hey, Patrick!" Blues that kinda make you hop and can't wait to shake and shiver, kinda make you want to end it all in the river Blues my naughty sweetie gives to me Let me hear it again Oh, blues my naughty sweetie gives to me Just one more time Blues my naughty sweetie gives to me Yeah!