Jim Morrison

Jim Morrison - Roadhouse Blues lyrics

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Ladies and gentelmen, from Los Angeles - California...



The Doors!!!



Ah keep your eyes on the road,

Your hands upon the wheel.

Keep your eyes on the road

Your hands upon the wheel.

Yeah, were going to the roadhouse,

Gonna have a real good-time.



Yeah, the back of the roadhouse,

Theyve got some bungalows.

Yeah, the back of the roadhouse,

Theyve got some bungalows.



They dance for the people

Who like to go down slow.



Let it roll, baby, roll.

Let it roll, baby, roll.

Let it roll, baby, roll.

Let it roll, all night long.



Do it, robby, do it!



You gotta roll, roll, roll,

You gotta thrill my soul, alright.

Roll, roll, roll, roll-a

Thrill my soul.

You gotta beep a gunk a chucha

Honk konk konk

You gotta each you puna

Each ya bop a luba

Each yall bump a kechonk

Ease sum konk

Ya, ride



Ashen-lady.

Ashen-lady.

Give up your vows.

Give up your vows.

Save our city.

Save our city.

Ah, right now.



Well, I woke up this morning

And I got myself a beer.

Well, I woke up this morning

And I got myself a beer.



The futures uncertain

And the end is always near.



Let it roll, baby, roll.

Let it roll, baby, roll.

Let it roll, baby, roll.

Let it roll, all night long.



Alright, Alright, Alright



Ah, you listen, listen, listen me... listen me



I don't know how many people from you believe in astrology



Yes that's right, that's right baby...

I'm, I'm a Sagitarius.



The most filosofical of all the signs



But anyway, I don't believe in it



I think is a much bullshit my self



But I tell you this men...



I tell you this... I don't know what's gonna happen men

but i'm gonna have my kicks before all the ...
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