Shell Beau
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Fri Sep-23-05 03:32 PM
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Mississippi in the middle of a dry spell |
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Jimmy Rogers on the victrola up high Mama's dancing with baby on her shoulder The Sun is setting like molasses in the sky. The boy could sing, knew how to move, everything. Always wanting more, he'd leave you longing for.
CHORUS:
Black velvet and that little boy smile Black velvet with that slow southern style A new religion that'll bring you to your knees Black velvet if you please.
Up in Memphis the music's like a heat wave White lightning, bound to drive you wild. Mama's baby's in the heart of every school girl "Love me tender" leaves 'em cryin' in the aisle The way he moved, it was a sin, so sweet and true.
Always wanting more, he'd leave you longing for.
CHORUS:
Black velvet and that little boy smile Black velvet with that slow southern style A new religion that'll bring you to your knees Black velvet if you please.
Every word of every song that he sang was for you. In a flash he was gone, it happened so soon,
What could you do? CHORUS:
Black velvet and that little boy smile Black velvet with that slow southern style A new religion that'll bring you to your knees Black velvet if you please. Black velvet and that little boy smile Black velvet with that slow southern style A new religion that'll bring you to your knees Black velvet if you please.
...If you please If you please
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Fri Sep-23-05 03:38 PM
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Yep, that is her
This was really a lame attempt to kick my thread :spank:
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