(ah, blow it for me buddy)



Aah, tomorrow I may be far away

Oh, tomorrow I may be far away

Don't try to jive me, sweet talk can't make me stay



Now if you get loaded baby, and think you want to go

Aah if you get loaded baby, and think you want to go

Remember baby you ain't no better than the man I had before



(ah play it for me little boy... get your mind on it... blow it like I like it...)



When I get drunk I'm evil, I don't know what to do

When I get drunk I'm evil, Lord I don't know what to do

Cause I get my good chib and get somethin' good from you



Now the man I love, he's just about the height of me

Now the man I love, he's just about the height of me

I'm five foot two Lord, and that sweet man's five foot three



Da-da-da-da-da...