Neffertiti came out west in a stolen Twenty dollars to her And a walk like you never seen
She moved into eight just a bottle in her hand An old radio wrapped up in it's And no particular
I watched her in the She blew me a little And said, "Hey baby, a boy like you Doin' in a like this?"
she said, "Well, I hate to be the one To have to you the news But world 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 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 'magination Baby, I dance jus' like Brigitte
I was sweepin' a warehouse 'Cross midnight to eight If my ship was comin' in It sure was late
was dancin' six nights At a jut off the strip After work we'd meet for I'd help her count up all her
She'd stuff money In my and say "Baby, go back Now you tryin' to prove Boy, in this all alone"
Then she said, "Well, I to be the one To have to give you the But world 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 station? 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 home letters every every month or so
So I'd be there at her kitchen table And be dancin' to the Sweet soul music playin' on her
Mamma to rock you, rock you slow To the sweet soul on the radio
And we can us a little salvation If you got no else to go Oh baby, can you help me A station? I'm feeling kinda low And if you use your, use 'magination Baby, I dance like Brigitte Bardot
Neffertiti came out west in a limousine