Neffertiti out west in a stolen Limousine dollars to her name And a walk like you ain't seen
She moved into eight With just a bottle in her An old wrapped up in it's 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?"
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 help me A soul on this old radio?"
And we can steal us a salvation If you got no place to go Oh baby, can you help me A soul station? I'm kinda low And if you use your, use 'magination Baby, I dance like Brigitte Bardot
I was sweepin' a floor 'Cross midnight to eight If my was ever comin' in It sure was dockin'
Neffertiti was six nights At a club jut off the work we'd meet for breakfast I'd help her count up all her
stuff some money In my and say "Baby, go home Now what you tryin' to Boy, in city all alone"
Then she said, "Well, I 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 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 jus' like Bardot
She'd say, "Mamma be worried Sick you" She'd make me send home letters 'Bout month or so
So I'd be there at her kitchen table And Neffertiti'd be to the Sweet soul music playin' on her
Mamma wants to rock you, you slow To the sweet soul music on the
And we can steal us a little 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' Brigitte Bardot
Neffertiti came out in a stolen limousine