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Swet Gene Vincent

Robbie Williams
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Blue jean baby Skinny white sailor The chances were slender The beauties were brief Shall I mourn your decline With some Thunderbird wine And a black handkerchief I miss your sad Virginia whisper I miss the voice that called my heart Sweet Gene Vincent Young and old and gone Sweet Gene Vincent Who, who, who slapped John? White face, black shirt White socks, black shoes Black hair, white strap Bled white, died black Sweet Gene Vincent Let the blue caps roll tonight At the sock hop ball in the union hall Where the boppers, they're delights Here comes duck tail Danny Grabbing uncanny Annie She's the one with the flying feet You can break the peace Daddy sick of grease But the beat is beat complete And the jump back honey in the dungarees Tight sweater and a pony tail Will you guess her age when she comes back stage? The rude lumps bite their nails Black gloves, white frost Black crepe, white lead White sheet, black night Jet black, dead white Sweet Gene Vincent There's one in every town And the devil drives 'til the hearse arrives And you lay the pistol down Sweet Gene Vincent With nowhere left to hide With lazy skin and ashtray eyes A perforated pride Take it away Paul Take me home, country roads At the well man's down In the caboca hotel Goodbye to money owed When your leg still hurts but you need more shirts You gotta get back on the road Sweet Gene Vincent Sweet Gene Vincent Sweet Gene Vincent Sweet Gene Vincent When your leg still hurts but you need more shirts You gotta get back on the road