So there's this account that demonstrates how no American song can be covered by someone with a Yorkshire accent. Too bad they dont have yours because every cover and original I've heard from you is magic.
Please where can we listen to this song entirely? Your interpretation is hauntingly beautiful and listening to only this part brings both joy for witnessing such beauty and pain from seeing it fade too soon. I admire your art and your sensitivity Bobby.
My old man is a bad man, but I can't deny the way he holds my hand And he grabs me, he has me by my heart He doesn't mind I have a Las Vegas past He doesn't mind I have a L.A. crass way about me He loves me, with every beat of his cocaine heart Swimmin' pool glimmerin', darling White bikini off with my red nail polish Watch me in the swimmin' pool, bright blue ripples You sittin', sippin' on your Black Cristal, oh, yeah Light of my life, fire of my loins Be a good baby, do what I want Light of my life, fire of my loins Gimme them gold coins, gimme them coins And I'm off to the races, cases of Bacardi chasers Chasin' me all over town 'Cause he knows I'm wasted, facin' time again at Rikers Island And I won't get out Because I'm crazy, baby I need you to come here and save me I'm your little scarlet, starlet, singin' in the garden Kiss me on my open mouth Ready for you My old man is a tough man, but He got a soul as sweet as blood-red jam And he shows me, he knows me Every inch of my tar-black soul He doesn't mind I have a flat broke-down life In fact, he says he thinks it's what he might like about me Admires me, the way I roll like a rolling stone Likes to watch me in the glass room, bathroom, Château Marmont Slippin' on my red dress, puttin' on my makeup Glass room, perfume, cognac, lilac fumes Says it feels like heaven to him Light of his life, fire of his loins Keep me forever, tell me you own me Light of your life, fire of your loins Tell me you own me, gimme them coins And I'm off to the races, cases of Bacardi chasers Chasin' me all over town 'Cause he knows I'm wasted, facin' time again at Rikers Island And I won't get out Because I'm crazy, baby I need you to come here and save me I'm your little scarlet, starlet, singin' in the garden Kiss me on my open mouth Yo, I'm off to the races, laces Leather on my waist is tight, and I am fallin' down I can see your face, is shameless, Cipriani's Basement Love you, but I'm goin' down God, I'm so crazy, baby I'm sorry that I'm misbehaving I'm your little harlot, starlet, Queen of Coney Island Raisin' hell all over town Sorry 'bout it My old man is a thief, and I'm gonna stay and pray with him 'til the end But I trust in the decision of the Lord, to watch over us Take him when He may, if He may I'm not afraid to say that I'd die without him Who else is gonna put up with me this way? I need you, I breathe you, I'll never leave you! They would rue the day I was alone, without you You're lyin' with your gold chain on Cigar hangin' from your lips, I said, "Hon'" "You never looked so beautiful as you do now, my man" And we're off to the races, places Ready, set, the gate is down and now we're goin' in To Las Vegas, chaos, Casino Oasis Honey, it is time to spin Boy, you're so crazy, baby I love you forever, not maybe You are my one true love You are my one true love You are my one true love
