Neffertiti came out in a stolen Limousine dollars to her name And a walk like you never seen
She moved number eight just a bottle in her hand An old radio up in it's cord And no particular
I watched her in the She blew me a 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 give you the 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 steal us a little If you got no else 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
I was sweepin' a warehouse 'Cross town midnight to If my ship was ever in It sure was dockin'
Neffertiti was six nights At a jut off the strip 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 you tryin' to prove Boy, in this all alone"
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"
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 kinda low And if you use your, use 'magination Baby, I dance jus' like Bardot
She'd say, "Mamma be worried about you" She'd make me send letters every 'Bout month or so
So I'd be there writing at her table And be dancin' to the Sweet soul playin' on her radio
Mamma wants to rock you, rock you To the sweet soul music on the
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 your Baby, I dance jus' like Brigitte
Neffertiti came out west in a stolen