- A Mess Of Blues
I just got your letter, baby
Sayin' that you, you can't come home
I think I'm goin' crazy
Sittin' here all alone
Since you gone away, I got a mess of blues
I been drinkin' since last Sunday
- Blues About You Baby
Well, it's finally sinkin' in, you ain't comin' back
I'll get my old guitar down off the rack
And sing the blues about you, baby, sing the blues about you, baby
It's really bringin' me down, I'm just mopin' around
I got the blues about you, baby
Well, the hardest thing honey 'bout havin' the blues
Like walkin' the floor in a dead man's shoes
- I'll Change My Style
I'll change my way
Each night and every day
If there's something 'bout my lovin'
That don't please you
Tell me, my darlin'
And I'll change that too
I'll change my walk
- Money Honey
Money honey
Got to get some quick
Cause this little pile I got won't do the trick
Money honey
Money's what she wants
If I don't find some fast
I might find her gone
- Sandy Beaches
Now look here, honey, I got all this money
So let's me and you go down to Mexico
We'll find us a haystack, a little place we can lay back
A bottle of Red Wine, a whole lot of sunshine
And I'll be lovin' you, lovin' you
We'll do all the things those Latin lovers do
- Sending Me Angels
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I walked down to the river
Stood on the shore
Seems like the devil's always tryin'
To get in my door
Just when I thought I
Couldn't take it anymore
- Special Love Song
Here it is, baby
Your own special love song
All about what it's like
Just being with you
Like touching your lips
With the tips of my fingers
Looking up close
- Watchin' It Rain
I spent a lot of time in the past
Kissin' other people's ass
But now I'm where I wanna be
Sittin' here watchin' the rain
Took off my shoes and dumped out the rocks
Got all my snakes back into the box
Now I'm where I wanna be
- Why Me
I met her in a night club over on the lower east side
I was workin' with my head down tryin' to keep the groove alife
She looked like a bunny out of Playboy magazine
I just had to meet her; she was the cutest thing I'd ever seen
She had high heel boots, blonde hair and big blue eyes
The way she was movin' to the music had me hypnotized
I ran up to her, said "Baby, what's your name?"