The Blues
 
let the good times roll my sweet sixteen going down slow I had a dream
baby please don't go shake for me I'm ready for you, my stack o' lee
five long years the third degree you can't judge a book before you accuse me
mellow down easy my stirrgaree a spoonful of malted milk help me
money is honey I'm a queen bee
now that's the blues blues blue, ah
now that's the blues blues fifties ah blues
shake your moneymaker you shook me boon boom boom
got my mojo working babeh but the thrill, the thrill is gone
come on in my kitchen dust my broom on this killing floor
I got a key to the highway many roads and 29 ways to my baby's back door
but I know... he don't love me no more now that's the blues blues ah blues
sweet home chicago on a stormy monday nine below zero on a southbound train``
sky is crying all my love's in vain i can't quit you babeh it's a shame shame shame,
pray the sinner's prayer and clear my black name
do me right rep little queen of spades pretty thing you know I've got what it takes
evil fattening frogs and snakes
bright lights big city. don't messing with the kid