shack Till the mail train comes back And rolling in my sweet baby's arms Keep rolling in my sweet baby's arms I'm rolling in my sweet baby's arms I'
crawled on my hands and knees For three full days Draggin' along my big leather suitcase And my garment bag And my tenor saxophone And my 12-pound bowlin' ball And my
crawled on my hands and knees for three full days Draggin' along my big leather suitcase and my garment bag And my tenor saxophone and my twelve-pound bowling ball And my
I'm fresh air, let's hear all the nonsense He's kind of heavy, he's gonna be hard to market (what else?) Plus he's Latin, it's that or he's gonna target
I crawled on my hands and knees for three full days Draggin' along my big leather suitcase and my garment bag And my tenor saxophone and my twelve-pound bowling ball And my