These juke joints
Our home's full of happy crowds
A tipsy wind is driving out of tipsy clouds
I'm so tired,
I lose my fire and cannot find it
Bebber, bebber, bebber, enrage my mind
I feel your gaze,
it hollers at me, stop,
come here
I like your face,
but I know who you,
my dear I'm a fizz brain,
and since I cannot love
again Bebber,
bebber,
bebber,
cut through my veins
These juke joints are always full of pretty girls
But I can't stand those who crawl upon the run
You leave my bed,
you make me shake your heart and get mad
Bebber,
bebber,
bebber,
touch up my hair You leave my bed,
you make me shake your heart
and get mad Bebber,
bebber,
bebber,
touch up my hair
You leave my bed,
you make me shake your heart and get mad
Bebber,
bebber,
bebber,
touch up my hair You leave my bed,
you make me shake your heart
and get mad Bebber,
bebber,
bebber,
touch up my hair
Bebber, bebber, bebber, touch up my hair