Busted flat in Baton Rouge, waitin' for a train And I's feelin' near as faded as my jeans Bobby thumbed a diesel down, just before it rained It rode us
The sandy-haired son of Hollywood Lost his faith in all that's good Closed the curtain, unplugged the clock Hung his clothes on the shower rod But he
Ball and Chain by Janis Joplin (Please take the accuracy of these lyrics with a grain of salt. Janis is
Ooh! Yeah yeah! Alright, baby! Everybody's got it, They're all trying to feel it Everybody's dancing and singing romance And they want to feel more, baby
Well, the blind man, he stood on the way and cried Blind man, he stood on the way and cried Blind man stood on the way and cried, Crying, "Oh, show me
Whoa, the last time that I saw Child, I know, no, you didn't say a word And I knew, darling as I looked into your eyes That my feelings, oh, they'd never
I'm a caterpillar I'm a caterpillar Crawling for your love Crawling for your love Crawling for your love, For your love. I'm a butterfly I'm a butterfly
Cry baby, cry baby, cry baby, Honey, welcome back home. I know she told you, Honey I know she told you that she loved you Much more than I did, But all
I've been misery'n ever since my daddy gone I've been, honey, I've been misery'n, Yes I have, now ever since my since my daddy gone But I believe that
Butterflied in Maton Rouge, headin' for the train Feelin' nearly faded at Marquee's Bobby found the diesel down, just before it rained Took us all the
Trust in me, baby, give me time, gimme time, um gimme time. I heard somebody say, oh, "The older the grape, Sweeter the wine, sweeter the wine." Oh, my
You say that it's over baby, Lord, You say that it's over now, But still you hang around me, come on, Won't you move over. You know that I need a man,
Mercedes Benz by Janis Joplin ------------- Oh lord won't you buy me a Mercedes Benz. My friends all drive porsches, I must make amends. Worked hard all
SUMMERTIME AND THE LIVIN'IS EASY FISH ARE JUMPIN' AND THE COTTON IS HIGH YOUR DAD IS RICH AND YOUR MOMMA IS SO GOOD LOOKIN 'SO HUSH PRETTY BABY, DON'T
Women is losers Women is losers, oh Say honey women is losers. Well, I know you must try, Lord, And everywhere Men almost seem to end up on top. Oh, if
Make it the last time, make it the last time Make it the last time, oh darling please. But I don't understand why you always pick the time When I've just
Maybe Oh if I could pray and I try, dear, You might come back home, home to me. Maybe Whoa, if I could ever hold your little hand Oh you might understand
Whoa, I need a man to love me. Don't you understand me, baby ? Why, I need a man to love. I gotta find him, I gotta have him like the air I breathe. One
