Letras:
Buddy Guy The Very Best Of Buddy Guy

Ohh, I'm playing this morning Please don't let those jet-engines start Ohh, I'm playing this morning Please, please don't let those jet-engines start

Oh, I've got no one to have fun with Since my baby's love had been done with Well, I don't know what to do I sit and cry and sing the blues Well, no

Hey now, when ya see tears comin' from my eyes Oh yes, oh yes people, yes, I could cry Oh, I know you see those big tears come from my eyes From the bottom

a sister by the name of Molly Molly and Polly got a mother named Holly Father named Arthur, we call him Artie You don't understand and I'm very very sorry

and Ringo, am I right? Take a look around you, Buddy, don't you know where you are? You can't throw a rock without hitting some guy with a guitar

(mumble, mmf, etc.) " GUY: "Arrgh, mmmf, glurg, etc." FZ: "Awright, now wait a minute. Awright, awright, now wait..." GUY: "(mumble, mmf.) Ugliness! Ugliness!" OTHER GUY: "Frank, you're my buddy

you (mumble, mmf, etc.) " GUY: "Arrgh, mmmf, glurg, etc." FZ: "Awright, now wait a minute. Awright, awright, now wait..." GUY: "(mumble, mmf.) Ugliness! Ugliness!" OTHER GUY: "Frank, you're my buddy

the ends it's sticky gum on the seats Shootin' spitballs and cause crazy fights every week I was the complete rascal, Dennis the Menace I there was any trouble goin' down best