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Gimme, Gimme, Gimme

Ohh, lets get it on

Wellll, good God mama what’s wrong with your face

Been out all night you’re a total disgrace

Here you come again with your hands out by your side

Yes, I don’t know what’s the matter with you

Dad gummit money thing you act like a fool

Sometimes I don’t know what’s goin’ on about that

Well Gimme, Gimme, Gimme that’s all I ever hear

Ain’t got no money to buy me a beer

Gimme, Gimme, Gimme that’s all I ever get from you

You can slap that be-bop you can shove me around

Won’t put me six feet in the ground

Gimme, Gimme, Gimme, you got those old gimme blues

Wellll, Mr. Businessman what do you say

I seen you a poundin’ on my door today

Look at that honey, he’s got his hands out by his side

Yes, gimme this, gimme that like a rubber band

He’s got those stretch marks all over his hands

He’s got a reputation for those old gimme bluesss

Gimme, Gimme, Gimme that’s all I ever hear

Ain’t got no money to buy me a beer

Gimme, Gimme, Gimme that’s all I ever get from you

You can slap that be-bop you can shove me around

Won’t put me six feet in the ground

Gimme, Gimme, Gimme, you got those old gimme blues

Yes, you got them blues honey

Ahh, would you get it on that slide guitar

Yes, Gimme, Gimme, Gimme that’s all I ever hear

Ain’t got no money to buy me a beer

Gimme, Gimme, Gimme that’s all I ever get from you

And you can slap that bad old be-bop you can shove me around

Won’t put me six feet in the ground

Gimme, Gimme, Gimme, you got those old gimme blues

Well I’m sure all my buddies been here before

Mr. Businessman I’m poundin’ on your door

I think that man and a woman’s got somethin’ on me

Yes, Gimme, Gimme, Gimme that’s all I ever hear

Ain’t got no money to buy me a beer

Gimme, Gimme, Gimme that’s all I ever get from you

You can slap that bad old be-bop you can shove me around

Won’t put me six feet in the ground

Gimme, Gimme, Gimme, you got those old gimme blues

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