king blues - out of luck lyrics
with a red scrunchie for her birthday gift,
she scr-pes her hair into a croyden facelift.
punch-drunk, lover’s sweet sixteen.
she thumbs a ride to gretna green.
leaving something old, for somewhere new.
to be with someone battered black and blue.
she turns out her light with a song to sing.
grabs her shoulder bag and her argos ring.
and she says:
without a penny, in my pocket.
well i’m out of luck.
in this kind of town.
but i got you
right by my side
so i won’t let let them
no i won’t let them drag me down
no oh oh.
i won’t let them drag me down
no oh oh,
i won’t let them drag me down
no oh oh.
you turned from jack the lad
into jack the dad.
well, his heart was pure,
but the town was bad.
he had a broken heart and a broken home.
she heard his breaking voice through a broken phone.
and he said, for you girl i’d walk a sweedish mile.
for a glasgow kiss and a chelsea smile.
so he drove till it was morning light.
and the birds will sing him to sleep tonight.
and he says,
without a penny, in my pocket.
well i’m out of luck.
in this kind of town.
but i got you
right by my side
so i won’t let let them
no i won’t let them
no i won’t let them drag me down
no oh oh,
i won’t let them drag me down
no oh oh,
i won’t let them drag me down
no oh oh,
i won’t let them drag me down.
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