Neffertiti came out in a stolen Limousine Twenty dollars to her And a walk you ain't never seen
She moved into number With a bottle in her hand An old radio wrapped up in cord And no plan
I her in the hallway She me a little kiss And said, "Hey baby, what's a boy you Doin' in a like this?"
Then she said, "Well, I to be the one To have to you the news But this world ain't But a one way to the blues"
she said, "Baby" She said, "Baby Baby, can you help me A station on this old radio?"
And we can steal us a 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 your Baby, I dance jus' like Bardot
I was sweepin' a floor 'Cross midnight to eight If my ship was ever in It was dockin' late
Neffertiti was dancin' six At a club jut off the work we'd meet for breakfast I'd her count up all her tips
She'd some money In my and say "Baby, go home Now you tryin' to prove Boy, in city all alone"
she said, "Well, I hate to be the one To have to give you the But this world ain't But a one way to the blues"
And we can us a little salvation If you got no place 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 jus' Brigitte Bardot
She'd say, "Mamma be worried about you" She'd make me send home letters every month 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 rock you, 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 me find A soul I'm feeling kinda low And if you use your, use your Baby, I dance jus' like Brigitte
came out west in a stolen limousine