Neffertiti out west in a stolen Limousine Twenty dollars to her And a like you ain't never seen
She moved number eight just a bottle in her hand An old radio wrapped up in cord And no particular
I watched her in the She me a little kiss And said, "Hey baby, what's a boy you Doin' in a place this?"
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"
she said, "Baby" She said, "Baby Baby, can you help me A soul on this old radio?"
And we can steal us a little 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 'magination Baby, I jus' like Brigitte Bardot
I was sweepin' a warehouse 'Cross town midnight to If my ship was comin' in It sure was late
Neffertiti was dancin' six 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 home Now what you tryin' to Boy, in city all alone"
Then she said, "Well, I to be the one To to give you the news But this ain't nothin' 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 your Baby, I jus' like Brigitte Bardot
She'd say, "Mamma be worried about you" She'd make me send home every every month or so
So I'd be writing at her kitchen table And be dancin' to the Sweet music playin' on her radio
wants to rock you, rock you slow To the sweet soul music on the
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' Brigitte Bardot
Neffertiti out west in a stolen limousine