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 ...