you can't do me
madeleine peyroux
you can't do me the way you did before?
you can't do me the way you did before?
you know i get so blue and i go
down like a deep sea diver
out like a coltrane tenor-man
lost like a chinese war baby? gone
blewed like a mississippi sharecropper
screwed like a high-school cheerleader
tattooed like a popeyed sailorman? gone
i should have been a pair of ragged claws. i should have been
i should have been a pair of ragged claws. and for a while
for a good long while you'd see me smile
i'd crawl the seas on my bony knees
no apologies for my brave new style. i wouldn't go
bust like an internet millionaire
boom like a lebanese belly-dancer
bang like a new year's firecracker? gone
bent like a rattan rockin' chair
blanked like a last place also ran
burned like an arkansas griddlecake? gone
i should have been a pair of ragged claws. and if i was
if i was then i'd complain no more. and for a while
for a good long while you'd see me smile
smile. i'd crawl the seas
no apologies for my brave new style. i wouldn't get?
wrecked like a rebel on a racetrack
jacked like a '51 cadillac
macked like a bunny in a mansion? gone
spitooned like an alabama 'backy wad
harpooned in a melville sailor yard
cartooned like a charlie brown christmas card? gone
schooled like a milk money bully whip
sued like a teenage downloader
unglued like a bull in a china shop? gone
cranked like a speed freak high-roller
yanked like a little league ball swatter
spanked like a fly on a bar counter? gone
duked like a pistol whipped card swapper
rebuked like a bible belt border crosser
juked like a payola chart topper? gone