Neffertiti came out west in a stolen Twenty to her name And a walk like you ain't seen
She moved into number With a bottle in her hand An old radio wrapped up in it's And no plan
I watched her in the She me a little kiss And said, "Hey baby, a boy like you in a place like this?"
Then she said, "Well, I to be the one To have to you the news But this ain't nothin' But a one way to the blues"
she said, "Baby" She said, "Baby Baby, can you me find A station on this old radio?"
And we can steal us a little If you got no place to go Oh baby, can you me find A station? I'm feeling kinda low And if you use your, use your Baby, I dance jus' Brigitte Bardot
I was sweepin' a floor 'Cross town midnight to If my ship was ever in It sure was late
Neffertiti was dancin' six At a club jut off the After work meet for breakfast I'd her count up all her tips
She'd some money In my and say "Baby, go back Now what you tryin' to Boy, in city all alone"
she said, "Well, I hate to be the one To have to you the news But this ain't nothin' But a one way to the blues"
And we can steal us a little If you got no place to go Oh baby, can you help me A soul I'm feeling kinda low And if you use your, use 'magination Baby, I dance jus' Brigitte Bardot
say, "Mamma must be worried Sick you" She'd make me send letters every 'Bout every or so
So I'd be there at her kitchen table And be dancin' to the Sweet music playin' on her radio
Mamma wants to rock you, rock you To the sweet soul music on the
And we can steal us a salvation If you got no place to go Oh baby, can you help me A soul I'm feeling kinda low And if you use your, use your Baby, I dance jus' like Brigitte
Neffertiti out west in a stolen limousine