Lyrics:
Hot tool (hot)
Hot (hot), hot tool (hot, hot)
Catch e pussy pon a one stool
With him face down inna a box food
Hot (hot), hot tool (hot)
Me say hot
be making it rain all over this bar
Instead of sittin' on a stool I'd be sittin' on a million
If only I could do lonely for a livin'
If I could turn
to drain
My stool's gonna squeak
If I walk too much farther
My crane's gonna leak
Look, Missus Henry
There's only so much I can do
Why don't you look
me, my dear
I'm just on the blue side of lonesome
Right next to the Heartbreak Hotel
In a tavern that's known as Three Teardrops
On a bar-stool
to drain
My stool's gonna squeak
If I walk too much farther
My crane's gonna leak
Look, Missus Henry
There's only so much I can do
Why don't you look
living
It's not much but I feel welcome here inside
And I've got swinging doors a jukebox and a bar stool
And my new home has got a flashing neon sign
living
It's not much but I feel welcome here inside
And I've got swinging doors, a jukebox and a bar stool
And my new home has a flashing neon sign
a stool
But you can always tell a stool, though, that's a fact
He's got a yaller streak a-runnin' down his back
He doesn't have to stool, he'll always get
When I long ago held a royal flush in my hand.
Oh, I was a super market fool, I was a roll-the-bank, a
stool pigeon,
Robbing my hometown
I
catches up with me
And this bar stool's where I'll stay
[Chorus: x2]
Last call for alcohol still ringin' in my head
me, my dear
I'm just on the blue side of lonesome
Right next to the Heartbreak Hotel
In a tavern that's known as Three Teardrops
On a bar-stool
can be a stool pigeon
You know that's--you know what that is?
One that sit on a stool and pimp to the law
That is a pigeon
I want everybody
the jaw side with a stool
I'm a real bad man but I still look cool
White gold chain and an iced out jewel
But they couldn't jack me because
I'm not Ja Rule
living
It's not much but I feel welcome here inside
And I've got swinging doors a jukebox and a bar stool
And my new home has got a flashing neon sign
It's not much but I feel welcome here, inside.
I've got swinging doors, a jukebox and a bar stool,
My new home has a flashing neon sign;
Stop by
I'm Just On The Blue Side Of Lonesome
Right Next To The Heartbreak Hotel
In A Tavern That's Known As Three Tear Drops
On A Bar Stool Not Doin' So Well
living
It's not much but I feel welcome here inside
And I've got swinging doors, a jukebox and a bar stool
And my new home has a flashing neon sign
living
It's not much but I feel welcome here inside
And I've got swinging doors, a jukebox and a bar stool
And my new home has a flashing neon sign
and leave no mark.
Down in the half-lit bar of the hotel
There's a call for the last round of the day.
Push back the stool, take that elevator ride.
Fall
awhile you know
I slip off the straight and narrow
Sitting down on a bar stool
Cutting up like a dang fool
Now and then on Fridays
I might get
seed
Gertcha, when the barber starts digging up his bean
Gertcha, cowson, gertcha
Bar stool preaching
That's the old man's game
Now the old man
seed
Gertcha, when the barber starts digging up his bean
Gertcha, cowson, gertcha
Bar stool preaching
That's the old man's game
Now the old man
It's not much but I feel welcome here, inside.
I've got swinging doors, a jukebox and a bar stool,
My new home has a flashing neon sign;
Stop by
And it's duty not desire that brings him home
My heart is a foot stool he uses and he only takes advantage of my love
The woman in me he abuses cause
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