My Cello
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First gun I ever seen
It was down the barrel
First road I ever been
It was dark and narrow as a rule
But I know you read your magazines
You probably heard my name
In all your magazines
Following my flame
Baddest thing I ever done
Was just to be a photo
But that didn't seem to work with you
What happened to your mother?
But you don't need this can of beans
So get back to your magazines
Check what's on page 92
There's a recipe for loving you
It's a cookin' little recipe
All you needin' is a fellow
Why couldn't that boy be me?
I'm as mellow as a cello
But I want to know how come
My cello don't play for you
It needs to play or it gets blue
If it don't play a song a day
I might as well throw the thing away
I might as well throw the thing away
But you're still lookin' at my darker side
The side I never denied
But I'm changin' every day
And you're still pickin' on my weaker points
And I've been loosenin' up my joints
To make my cello play
Where you gettin' all that stuff you read?
'Round the corner do you shop?
Sounds like some kind of basic need
That would really get you hoppin'
You can hop on this
I know you're recognizin' me
I'm on page 12 and 43
Got the music so just relax
I play my cello to the max
I've got to play my cello for you
It needs to play or it gets blue
It needs to play or it gets blue
It needs to play for you