Friday, March 11, 2011

LIFE FLAVORED HONEY

by B.Picard

It's late in the morning the bells were made to ring
It's late in the morning the bells were made to ring
Ninety miles an hour it was a personal thing

I'm crawling in the stairs, I'll spend my life with you
I'm crawling in the stairs, I'll spend my life with you
It's my face in the mud or us without a clue

You're a life flavored honey
You're a life flavored honey
You're a life flavored honey
Let's all get up and do the ninety nine Charley

Ninety nine Charley he used to pray
Ninety nine Charley he used to pray
Ninety nine Charley he used to pray
But everybody knows he don't pray no more

Fooling around with girls of New-Orleans
Fooling around with girls of New-Orleans
The earth is cracking I feel it in my veins

It's the same old orders from the west and south
It's the same old orders from the west and south
Loosen up some button the strike will put you out

You're a life flavored honey
You're a life flavored honey
You're a life flavored honey
Let's all get up and do the ninety nine Charley

Ninety nine Charley he used to pray
Ninety nine Charley he used to pray
Ninety nine Charley he used to pray
But everybody knows he don't pray no more

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