You can write your tunes with rhythm and blues as your alibi You can sell your soul and lay the blame all on the passers-by You shake your body on the TV screen It seems to me, you'd try anything twice You can swing it out and use it as your aphrodisiac You can give it to me, to me Plain to see that I'll give it you back You let it flow, let it go, there's nothing to it Anyone can try anything twice, try anything twice
Chasing after stories that have already been told Could not look old Son House in the eyes Unaware you carry such a fragile load But I've got yours, and you've got mine It's a rhythm and blues alibi
You can take a trip through your juke joint smoke-filled paradise You can give it your all, 'cause you are walking a fine, fine line, la You shake your booty on the TV screen Seems to me, you'd try anything twice You'd try anything twice Let me hear you now..
Chasing after stories that have already been told Could not look old Son House in the eyes Unaware you carry such a fragile load But I've got yours, you've got mine It's a rhythm and blues alibi
You'd try anything twice Try anything twice (La la la la la laa.. to end) You'd try anything twice Try anything twice Cha-cha tunes with rhythm and blues as your alibi You'd try anything twice You sell your soul and lay the blame all on the passers-by Try anything twice Shake your body on the TV screen You'd try anything twice Shake your body on the TV screen Try anything twiceTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
