Todd Rundgren

Todd Rundgren - Stop Breakin' Down Blues lyrics

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Everytime I'm walkin' down the streets
Some pretty mama start breakin' down with me
Stop breakin' down, yeah, stop breakin' down
The stuff I got'll bust your brains out, baby
It'll make you lose your mind
I can't walk the streets to console my mind
Some no-good woman starts breakin' down
Stop breakin' down, please stop breakin' down
Stop breakin' down
The stuff I got'll bust your brains out, baby
It'll make you lose your mind
Now you Saturday night womens, you love to ape and clown
You won't do nothin' but tear a good man reputation down
Stop breakin' down, yes, stop breakin' down
The stuff I got'll bust your brains out, baby
It'll make you lose your mind
I give my baby, now, the ninety nine degree
She jumped up and throwed a pistol down on me
Stop breakin' down, baby, please, please, please stop breakin' down
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The stuff I got'll bust your brains out, baby
Make you lose your mind
That explains everything
The stuff I got'll bust your brains out, baby
It'll make you lose your mind
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