Neffertiti came out west in a stolen Twenty to her name And a walk like you ain't seen
She moved number eight just a bottle in her hand An old radio wrapped up in cord And no particular
I her in the hallway She blew me a little And said, "Hey baby, what's a boy you Doin' in a 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 station on old radio?"
And we can us a little salvation If you got no else to go Oh baby, can you help me 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 'Cross town midnight to If my ship was comin' in It was dockin' late
Neffertiti was six nights At a jut off the strip work we'd meet for breakfast I'd help her count up all her
stuff some money In my and say "Baby, go back Now what you to prove Boy, in city all alone"
she said, "Well, I hate to be the one To to give you the news But this world 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 help me A soul station? I'm feeling low And if you use your, use 'magination Baby, I dance like Brigitte Bardot
She'd say, "Mamma be worried about you" She'd me send home letters every 'Bout every or so
So I'd be writing at her kitchen table And be dancin' to the Sweet soul playin' on her radio
wants to rock you, rock you slow To the sweet soul music on the
And we can steal us a 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 your Baby, I dance like Brigitte Bardot
Neffertiti out west in a stolen limousine