A man with a big cigar And a big ol’ diamond ring Said he’d make me a superstar Who cares if you can’t sing
You just cut me in for a little piece He’d say, it’s easy You just need plenty of grease
A hustler from New York City Said he had the deal for me Told me it’d cost me nothin’ Now nothin’s usually free
He said he’d get me a brand new lease Said, it’s easy You just need plenty of grease
Bigger they come The harder they fall You’d better get off quickly, though If you’re gonna get off at all
They’ll take you for a ride Yes, they’ll take you for a ride Thicker the grease The farther you slide
The groupies out in Frisco Could tell I was in pain Told me they could show me how To play the old ball game
You buy a cake, honey You’re bound to get a piece It’s easy You just need plenty of grease
Ah, if the shoe fits uou can wear it If it don’t just grin and bear it We can use it just release it And if it don’t fit we can grease itTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
