Well uncle Joe, he’s hustlin’ bars Uncle Jack, he’s a-hustlin’ cars Cousin Freddy he’s a-hustlin’ beetroot You better buy some before the next grouse shoot Everybody hustlin’ sumth’n Well my friend Reece, he’s hustlin’ peace Says he’s got a lamb with a golden fleece He’s up on the big cert turning down biz cause He’s learned how to panhandle his kids Everybody’s hustlin’ sumth’n Well, everybody hustlin’ sumth’n Well, everybody hustlin’ sumth’n Everybody hustlin’, everybody bustlin’ Everybody tryin’ to make the bolt fit the nut Take you shoes off at sup’ Will you hurry with your cup Got a cryin’ here for tea, and they might think it’s free I don’t know about you and that’s worrying me Well, everybody hustlin’ sumth’n Yeah, pick some Al’ Well my friend Lope, he’s a-hustlin’ dope Whole chain of Boots stores huslin’ soap If you can’t play dirty then you gotta play clean Can’t get in between then you got to be extreme Everybody hustlin’ sumth’n Well farmer Davis, he’s a-hustlin’ sheep Wet wood, dry wood, corn and beef He hustles so hard he just can’t stop One day his bottle punchin’ belly gonna go off – pop Everybody hustlin’ sumth’n Everybody hustlin’ sumth’n Everybody hustlin’, everybody bustlin’ Everybody tryin’ to make a dollar or a buck An’ the price is goin’ up Will you hurry with your luck Got a cellar full of meat, and it ain’t gonna keep Only barefoot librarians become vegetarians Everybody’s reading and I got no shoes on my feet And that’s a lotta lines to repeat Well, everybody’s hustlin’ sumth’n Me, I’m hustlin’ words That’s a kick for the birds You better buy some before they all go stale Ah yeahTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.