You can write your tunes with rhythm and blues as your alibi
You can sell your soul and lay the blame all on the passersIt seems to me, you'd try anything twice
You shake your body on the TV screen
Plain to see that I'll give it you back
And swing it out and use it as your aphrodisiac
You can give it to me, to me
You let it flow, let it go, there's nothing to it Anyone can try anything twice, try anything twice
Could not look old Son House in the eyes
Chasing after stories that have already been told
Unaware you carry such a fragile load
But I've got yours, and you've got mine La la la la la la la la la la laaa.
You can take a trip through your juke joint smokeIt's a rhythm and blues alibi
You can give it your all, 'cause you are walking a fine, fine line, la
You shake your booty on the TV screen
You'd try anything twice
Well let me hear you now. Could not look old Son House in the eyes
Seems to me, you'd try anything twice
Chasing after stories that have already been told
Unaware you carry such a fragile load
And I've got yours, you've got mine
La la la la la (to endIt's a rhythm and blues alibi.
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