The Evinrudes - Jimmy’s On Crack
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{verse 1}
Magazine on the seat beside me
I'm judging it by the cover
There's an anglo-saxon lady
In the arms of her latin lover
But ooh, his shirt is undone
Ooh, her shirt is undone
My hair's in a freakin' bun
And this bimbo's shirt is undone
{chorus}
I think i better get right with god
I see his face on a frigidaire
Jesus is comin' and the neighborhood's gone
Jimmy's on crack, and i don't care
Don't go, dear, into that black night
Death is a salesman, buyer beware
Jesus is comin' and the neighborhood's gone
Jimmy's on crack, and i don't care
{verse 2}
The air is stale herе
I wish i had a flower
A yellow one would smеll so sweet
Like the horns on a midnight hour
But ooh, the midnight hour
Just like a heady red wine
I'm much, too much familiar
With that heady red wine
{chorus}
I think i better get right with god
I see his face on a frigidaire
Jesus is comin' and the neighborhood's gone
Jimmy's on crack, and i don't care
Don't go, dear, into that black night
Death is a salesman, buyer beware
Jesus is comin' and the neighborhood's gone
Jimmy's on crack, and i don't care
{bridge}
Through the wall i hear a lady
In a (?...) i ain't meant to hear
When my love comes to mind
And sounds so sweet and clear
In my head i sang along
Sure enough, i start to hum
Pretty soon i get to thinkin'
You can't choose where your (?...) comes from
{chorus}
I think i better get right with god
I see his face on a frigidaire
Jesus is comin' and the neighborhood's gone, oh
Jimmy's on crack, and i don't care
Don't go, dear, into that black night, oh
Death is a salesman, buyer beware
Jesus is comin' and the neighborhood's gone
Jimmy's on crack, and i don't care
{outro}
Jesus is comin' and the neighborhood's gone
Jimmy, jimmy, jimmy, oh
Jesus is comin' and the neighborhood's gone
Jimmy's on crack, and i don't care
{verse 1}
Magazine on the seat beside me
I'm judging it by the cover
There's an anglo-saxon lady
In the arms of her latin lover
But ooh, his shirt is undone
Ooh, her shirt is undone
My hair's in a freakin' bun
And this bimbo's shirt is undone
{chorus}
I think i better get right with god
I see his face on a frigidaire
Jesus is comin' and the neighborhood's gone
Jimmy's on crack, and i don't care
Don't go, dear, into that black night
Death is a salesman, buyer beware
Jesus is comin' and the neighborhood's gone
Jimmy's on crack, and i don't care
{verse 2}
The air is stale herе
I wish i had a flower
A yellow one would smеll so sweet
Like the horns on a midnight hour
But ooh, the midnight hour
Just like a heady red wine
I'm much, too much familiar
With that heady red wine
{chorus}
I think i better get right with god
I see his face on a frigidaire
Jesus is comin' and the neighborhood's gone
Jimmy's on crack, and i don't care
Don't go, dear, into that black night
Death is a salesman, buyer beware
Jesus is comin' and the neighborhood's gone
Jimmy's on crack, and i don't care
{bridge}
Through the wall i hear a lady
In a (?...) i ain't meant to hear
When my love comes to mind
And sounds so sweet and clear
In my head i sang along
Sure enough, i start to hum
Pretty soon i get to thinkin'
You can't choose where your (?...) comes from
{chorus}
I think i better get right with god
I see his face on a frigidaire
Jesus is comin' and the neighborhood's gone, oh
Jimmy's on crack, and i don't care
Don't go, dear, into that black night, oh
Death is a salesman, buyer beware
Jesus is comin' and the neighborhood's gone
Jimmy's on crack, and i don't care
{outro}
Jesus is comin' and the neighborhood's gone
Jimmy, jimmy, jimmy, oh
Jesus is comin' and the neighborhood's gone
Jimmy's on crack, and i don't care