'Cause now I'm living on blues power. Bet you didn't think I knew how to rock 'n' roll. Oh, I got the boogie-woogie right down in my very soul. There ain't no need for me to be a wallflower, I knew all the time but now I'm gonna let you know: I'm gonna

I'm living life right now, man And this what I'ma do 'til it's over, 'til it's over But it's far from over I know way too many people here right now That I didn't know last year, who the fuck are y'all? I swear it feels like the last few nights We've

So don't knock it, don't knock it, you've been here before I just wanted to know if I could go home So don't knock it, don't knock it I got a notion to say what doesn't feel right Got an answer in your story today It gave me a sign that didn't feel

We are citizens of all you can see, We’ve got nothing but time You find everything you didn’t do Standing right in front of you Voy a romper la ventana que nos separa Colarme bailando en tu casa. Ojos azules marrones o verdes Vidas en bares de cielos

You're lucky I didn't roll it You're lucky I didn't blow your brains out I crashed your Corvette Remember back when I told ya That I'm a loca Colombiana (Yo te lo dije) Roses and whiskey I bet that you'll miss me, no doubt Alright, it's on

'Cause now I'm living on blues power. Bet you didn't think I knew how to rock 'n' roll. Oh, I got the boogie-woogie right down in my very soul. There ain't no need for me to be a wallflower, I knew all the time but now I'm gonna let you know: I'm gonna

I was laughing, Playing in the streets, I was unknowing; I didn't know my fate. The game of love, but never really showing; I thought that love could wait. I was a young man and sure to go astray. You walked right into my life and told me love would find

What you call me? (tramp!) No you didn't! (you don't wear continental clothes, or Stetson hats) Well, I tell you one doggone thing It makes me feel good to know one thing, I know I am a lover (Matter of opinion) that's all right, mama was, papa too And

Protex, protex blue I didn't want to hold you I didn't want to use you All I want to do Standing in the bog of a west end bar Guy on the right leaning over too far Money in my pocket gonna put it in the slot Open up the pack see what type I got It's a

Love, don't fight it Fe, fever rest (Wild heart, wild heart) I'll cut you in (Darling didn't love right) I've been sleeping in a stable, mate Not gonna do you no favors