Ragdoll blues
I got brand new shoes
I got hotel, motel
But I aint got no place to go
aint got no place to go
Inside outside
Baby want a girl to take me down (ooh )
Spill my name on your secret ground ooh baby
Bring your friends and
Bring em round ( oh )
Make them hear how their life would sound
With a bad case of ragdoll blues
Pour me coffee
Baby it smells so fine
It brings me back from crying time
I got brandy
I got candy girl
I am a superstar
Yea I am stumbling right out of my whiskey bar
oooh my ragdoll blues
Hey, I know momma
I know I am wrong ( yea )
And life isn´t to waste
And death won´t be long
But I got me this picture
Of the precious taboo
And they got me convicted
Yea, I am crying my blues
I am not being sober
I am not being true
I got hearts
I got cards
I got valentine´s charts
I got them banging from the streets
up to the sidewalk ( oh )
They´re hanging from a tree
on the junkjard ( ooh men )
They´re flying to the stars
Driving cool cars
got them stumbling right out of whiskey bars ( ooh )
With my ragdoll blues
It isn´t your perfume girl
It isn´t your style
It is just the way you drive me out of my head
You drive me wild
By looking sober
you looking sober girl
By looking clean
I see you wiggling your ass down
on the cool-dude-scene
Ooooh i got shot down two times baby
i got let down 2 times girl
Just another bad case of ragdoll blues.
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