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from Robert Cray - Live At The Bbc (2008)
I paid the clerk and moved right in
A single room with one big twin There's a chest and mirror Shower's down the hall Room 16 ain't got no view But the hot plate's brand new I guess I showed her I guess I showed her Once again I've been burned My suspicion's been confirmed I saw her having lunch With some new guy I walked up and said, "Goodbye" She said, "Wait, can we talk tonight?" I guess I showed her Mmmm, I guess I showed her I guess I showed her I guess I showed her I guess I showed her that a man, yeah Has his limits Another man is where I draw the line She can have the house And everything that's in it I guess I showed her, yeah I guess I showed her She will be surprised When she comes in tonight Flips on the light And finds an empty home Yeah, every time she's lied Will flash before her eyes I guess I showed her, yeah, yeah I guess I showed her I guess I showed her, yeah, yeah I guess I showed her Now she can have the house And she can keep the car I'm just satisfied Staying in this funky, little old motel I'm so mad Well I can't stand it I can't stand it Nooooooo! |
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from Robert Cray - Live At The Bbc (2008)
It's Wednesday night, my woman's out
Once again I'm home alone Lately, every Wednesday night She's late getting home She phones from work at quittin' time Says the boss asked her to stay She said she's makin' double time But I suspect foul play, I suspect foul play This makes five straight Wednesday nights And that's no coincidence Sitting here and thinking back It all starts making sense Her old boss quit two months ago She came home all smiles that day Said they hired a younger man But I suspect foul play, said I suspect foul play Oh, I suspect foul play Something in her voice Alerted my suspicious heart I've heard that warning sign before Just before love fell apart This is my last Wednesday night Waitin' like a fool I won't stand for another man No, no, no, that's my hard-fast rule She'd better have some kind of evidence Of all this extra pay She'd better have some cold, hard facts 'Cause I suspect foul play, said I suspect foul play Oh, I suspect foul play Yeah, yeah, foul play Something's going on wrong Foul play, yeah |
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from Robert Cray - Live At The Bbc (2008)
These things made our love come to an end
Oh, these things Hey, baby, thought you were my friend Steppin' out, playin' around All of these things, baby Really let me down Oh, and I know you're gonna miss me One of these old days Early one mornin' I got out of bed I thought about our happiness, yes I did That we left was dead I love you, I need you Oh, these things, baby, still run through my head Oh, and I know you're gonna miss my lovin' baby One of these old days, yes you will Early one mornin' When I got out of bed, yeah I thought about our happiness, yes I did Long left for dead And oh baby I love you And oh baby I need you All of these things, baby Still run through my head Oh, and I know You're gonna miss me One of these old days Yes, you will All because of these things All because of these things Steppin' out, dead love Playin' around, hey baby Thought you were my friend It's all because of these things These things, these things, these things It's all because of these things, these things |
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from Robert Cray - Live At The Bbc (2008)
It's my own problem
That I have to face Right here, all by myself It's my own fault, yes it is I'm so ashamed Can't blame it on no one else She was once my everything I sit here alone wondering Just where did I go wrong? I've got a problem She used to love me But oh, I really, really misused that girl I did I took all the love that I wanted All I thought I needed To satisfy my selfish world Yes I did And she never asked for anything And all the time she was suffering And right now, I've got a problem What was I doing? I never noticed all the tears The signs and the warnings How could I have been so blind all those years? I missed all the signals That she tried real hard to show I got so hung up on myself, man I didn't even want to know Oh, yeah, and that's my problem A no good-bye Am I even worth one more chance? I don't think so And there's no use No use to even try Yeah, I'll just have to make some other plans Yes I will 'Cause I just lost my everything I sit all alone wondering Just where did I go wrong? Oh, yeah That's my problem |
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from Robert Cray - Live At The Bbc (2008)
Not a day goes by
That a man doesn't have to choose Between what he wants What he's afraid to lose Along comes temptation And he can't refuse, no I know the difference 'tween wrong and right Don't make no difference in the middle of the night Take the bait, you pay the price It's much too late for good advice You know and I know That our good thing's through Because there's consequences for what we do Consequences for me and you I was smokin' and drinkin' And thinkin' when you walked by The next thing I knew I was making up my alibi, yes I was And all I've done since then Is lie, lie, lie I took my chances had a real good time But I'd give my soul for a little piece of mind To tell the truth Is a big mistake Homes will crumble and hearts will break Baby, why gamble when there's so much to lose? Because there's consequences for what we do Consequences for me and you Oh, listen baby It's just common sense Sooner or later We're gonna suffer the consequences Tell the truth And pay the price I did not listen to Mama's good advice You know and I know that our good thing's through Because there's consequences for what we do Consequences for me and you Consequences of the things that we do Consequences for me and you, yeah We're gonna have to pay the price, baby Yeah We're gonna suffer the consequences Yeah For hot lovin' On the side Yeah Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah Yeah, yeah Consequences, baby Hot lovin' On the side |
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from Robert Cray - Live At The Bbc (2008)
I can hear the couple fighting right next door
Their angry words sound clear through these thin walls Around midnight I hear him shout unfaithful woman And I knew right there the axe was gonna fall It's because of me It's because of me I heard him shout who is he, she mumbled low He said baby don't you lie to me no more And I'm listening through these thin walls silently As he called out my name I was right next door It's because of me It's because of me She was right next door and I'm such a strong persuader That she was just another notch on my guitar She's gonna lose the man that really loves her In the silence I can hear their breaking hearts At daybreak I hear him back and say goodbye I can hear him slam the door and walk away Right next door I hear that woman start to cry I should go to her but what would I say It's because of me It's because of me She was right next door and I'm such a strong persuader That she was just another notch on my guitar She's gonna lose the man that really loves her In the silence I can hear their breaking hearts |
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from Robert Cray - Live At The Bbc (2008)
I get a constant busy signal when I call you on the phone
I get a strong uneasy feeling you're not sitting there alone I'm having nasty nasty visions and baby you're in every one, yeah And I'm so afraid I'm gonna find you with a still hot and smokin gun Maybe you want to end it, you've had your fill of my kind of fun But you don't know how to tell me and you know that I'm not that dumb I put 2 and 1 together and you know that's not an easy sum And I know just where to find you with a still hot and smokin gun I'm standing here bewildered, I can't remember just what I've done I can hear the sirens whining, my eyes blinded by the sun I know that I should be running, my heart's beating just like a drum Now they've knocked me down and takin it, a still hot and smokin gun Yeah still hot and smokin gun Yes they've taken it Still hot and smokin gun Oh they've taken it Still hot and smokin gun Knocked me down, taken it |
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from Eric Clapton - Eric Clapton's Crossroads Guitar Festival 2019 [live] (2020) |