The Sweet

The Sweet - Alabama Man songtekst

Je score:


3 down, 2 up 

He's gonna take a shot 

Alabama green base 

The dice is his vice 

He throws those dice, to save his life 

He's spinning around, with the wheel.... 



Alabama fever, yeah 

He's gone too far 

That mississippi man 

He wants to be a star 

But the New York hustler,huh 

He's got his eye on him 

With his fingers in his pocket 

Of that satin vest,yeah 

He'll bring him down 



To see his shot 

To call his bluff 

Yeah just to put him down 

When the aces are around 



Hey mister, you got a spare place here? 

Well,I'm just passin' through 

And I need to waste some time 

On my way down the line, yeah 



Alabama fever 

He's gone too far,huh 

Ok Buddy, you can pull up a chair 

But the New York hustler 

Oh, he wasn't aware 

Of the rules of the game,huh 

He'll high roll no more 

He reached too far 

Into the pocket of that satin vest 

Goodbye Alabama, hello Skid Row 

He's going back 



Skid Row I'm coming; I got, 

I went too far

I'm coming back
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