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