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