| I’ve got bad news baby
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| And you’re the first to know
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| Yes I’ve got bad news baby
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| And you’re the first to know
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| Well I discovered this morning that my wig is about to blow
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| Well I’ve been rocking on my feet
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| Ad I’ve been talking all out of my head
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| Well, well I’ve been rocking on my feet
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| And I’ve been talking all out of my head
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| And when I get through talking, I can’t remember a thing I’ve said
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| Now I used to be a sharpie
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| All dressed in the latest style
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| But now I’m walking down Broadway
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| Wearing nothing but a smile
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| I see all kinds of little men
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| Although they’re never there
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| I tried to push a subway train
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| And poured whiskey in my hair
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| I’m a gal who blew a fuse, I’ve got those blowtop blues
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| Last night I was five feet tall, Today I’m eight feet ten
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| Every time I fall downstairs, I float right up again
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| When somebody turned the lights on me it like to drove me blind
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| I woke up this morning in Bellevue but I’ve left my mind behind
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| I’m a gal you can’t excuse, 'cause I’ve got those blowtop blues
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| Well I got high last night, and I took my man to his wife’s front door
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| Yes, yes I got juiced last night and I took my man to his wife’s front door
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| She was a 45-packin' mama, and I ain’t goin' to try that no more! |
Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song New Blowtop Blues , by - Dinah Washinton. Song from the album The Swingin' Miss D / The Best In Blues, in the genre Джаз