Blues Jam In E

Guess I was in the wrong town

I ride a boat like a hawk

I see you there in the afternoon

You drive me crazy

Why you run your feet on my bed

Like a hen, I smell fear

You need to rip that shit out

Or you're gonna find your town

You need powder

You need to get it on

Gotta get your ass the fuck outta there

What's your name

Grindin' and grindin'

Listen to my brother playin' that sound

Here we go

Back in time

Yeah

Yeah, play it again, boy

Yeah

Yeah

So

Baby, move it

Out of my life

I ain't got no time for good old wine

I already had a few

I don't need more like you

You should fuck off

If you need some more