Dawn came sneaking like a skinny snake The harder they go the harder I ache Get so high Down so low Somebody tell me 'bout this debt I owe
West side bomber looked like a comer Looked like I'll be back at school Put two on the nose And look how she goes Little trained squeeze look like a fool Rock on
And I'm gone Stone gone Said you can forget about me And I'm gone Stone gone
Working girls just tryin' to get ahead Somebody's bound to end up dead And honey You better stop coming down on me On me Stop
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Sally comes creeping at the break of dawn Can't figure out whose side I'm on Bomber comes back like a ringin' a bell Knows a good thing and she knows it well
Well enough best left alone Wish your mamma had kept you at home Wish your mamma had kept the evidence Worrying about the Feds has crucified me for dead She wish I was dead Well I wish I was dead
But I'm gone Stone gone As gone as I can be And I'm gone So gone
Don't look much like a Saturday night Honey don't look for those flashing lights But baby You'd better stop coming down on me Stop coming down on me I don't need it Stop coming down.. on me
OW !
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And I'm gone Stone gone You can forget about me yeah I'm gone Stone gone So long
Workin' girls just tryin' to get ahead Somebody's bound to end up dead And honey You better stop coming down on me Stop your coming down Stop coming down on me yeah Stop coming down on me
Look out funk
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