3 cool chicks 3 cool cats Parked on the corner in a beat up car Devourin' up a liquor candy bar Talkin' all about how sharp they are These 3 cool cats Walkin' down the street just swingin' their hips Spinnin' up a bag of potato chips And 3 cool cats did

My father told me, lying on his bed of death, "boy," he says, "woman she's gonna make it, don't fool your self 'cause she's got something to make a man lay that money, uh, right in her hand And the very thing that makes her rich will make you poor The

Lord, he made a woman out of me (Yes, he did) (He made a woman) Joe made a woman out of me I was born on a levy A little bit south of Montgomery Mama worked in the big house And, daddy, he worked for the county I never had no learning

At the dark end of the street That's where we always meet Hiding in shadows where we don't belong Living in darkness, to right our wrong You and me, at the dark end of the street I know time's gonna take it's toll We have to pay for the love we stole

I went down to the crossroad Fell down on my knees Standin' at the crossroad babe You can run, you can run Tell my friend Willie Brown I looked east and west Asked the lord above "Have mercy now Save poor Bob if you please" Yeeooo, standin' at the

It's a sin for you to get a Mexican divorce One day married, next day free Broken hearts for you and me Down below El Paso lies Juarez Mexico is different, like a travel folder says Cross the Rio Grande and you will find An old adobe house Where you

Alimony, alimony, alimony is killing me Please, have mercy, judge your honor Alimony is killing me Look at this one, look at that one Tell me do they look like me All my friends said, don't you worry Said they'll testify for me Well, I wonder which of my

Chinito, chinito, no preocupes más Chinito, chinito, toca la maraca chinito Chinito, chinito, me lava la ropa Cuando la maraca come mucho arroz Lava la camisa, me plancha pantaloon Cuando la maraca la lleva al canton Chinito, chinito, toca la maraca,

I'm in love I'm all shook up Mm mm mm, mm, yay, yay, yay I'm proud to say that she's my buttercup A well'a bless my soul What'sa wrong with me? I'm itchin' like a man on a fuzzy tree My friends say I'm actin' wild as a bug Well, my hands are shaky and my

And I got mine (Traditional) (C) - (F) - (G) - (Am) (C) And I went down to a big crap game, 'Twas (F) certainly against my (C) will. I lost every doggone nickel I had But a (G) greenback dollar bill. (C) Forty dollar that laid on the floor My (F) buddy's