Oh, Saturday Sun I met someone Ba-ba, ba-ba Ba-ba, ba-b-ba-ba Out on the West Coast I gotta get back, I can't let this go Don't care what it costs No ray of sunlight's ever lost I've been undone

Yeah my wrist so cold, and my ice so froze And it's over yeah Yeah my life so cold and my wrist so froze Yeah it's over yeah Yeah I die for you Yeah my ice so cold, and my wrist on froze I needed you needed you, so what the fuck do I do? Oh my God, oh my

He was a railroad man 'Til he stepped in front of the railroad train And Bangor when he went to Maine He rode across the plains The hauled bananas to Savannah And a railroad man You know, his name was Tex when he's in Texas Oh, a railroad man Oh,

(My sexy love) She makes the hairs on the back of my neck stand up And just can't think (of anything else I rather do) Girl the things u do (oh baby baby) Keep me sprung Keep me running back to u (ooh baby i) Making love to u (see baby girl u know your

I burn with desire each time my heart fans the fire To that old flame that burns inside of me She cried when I left her now I try to forget her Oh how foolish I was to ever want to leave

Because the night life It ain't no good life but it's my life When that ev'nin' sun goes down Yeah, you'll find me hangin' around Yeah, yeah, yeah listen to the blues Listen to what they're sayin' Oh, please listen to the blues Listen to the blues

Girl you know I,I,I, girl you know I,I,I Birthday sex Birthday sex oh oh oh oh I been fiending Wake up in the late night Been dreaming about your loving, girl Don't need candles or cake Just need your body to make you (It's the best day of the year girl)

Oh, oh, oh, Jamie's cryin' She wants to send him a letter, yeah yeah Just to try to make herself feel better It said, "Give me" ("Give me a call sometime") But she knows what that'll get her She saw the look in his eyes And she knew better He wanted her

The cops shot the kid The cops shot the kid, the cops shot I still hear him scream The cops used to come around in my neighborhood "Alright, you kids, stop having so much fun, move along!" Oh they'd arrest me, you know, especially at night They had a

No food on my table And no shoes to go on my feet Hard times, hard times Hard times seem like a jealous thing My children cry for mercy They got no place to call your own If someone don't help me And I just can't be around three months long No shoes on