Song Description
Dixieland back porch party,
| Song Length |
3:40 |
Genre |
Rock - Roots/Rock n' Roll, Jazz - General |
| Mood |
Joyful, In High Spirits |
Subject |
Happiness |
| Language |
English |
| |
Lyrics
Sweet City Slang
Eric Tweed
Copyright 2006
She started talking that Sweet City Slang
Smoke-ridden raspy voice it will do me in
Talking the talk and walking the walk, she don't need no man
Leavin' all the boys to dream about holding her hand
Chorus
Well you can't tie down a girl like that
She'll tear out your heart and it ain't ever gonna grow back
Pretty, pretty please little woman want you out of my sight
I don't need no doctor 'cause I'm feeling alright
Dyed black hair with just a little tint of red
Cigarette between her lips it's my butter and bread
With a guy like me well she'd never be caught dead
Why don't they just leave me alone is what she always said
Chorus
Well you can't tie down a girl like that
She'll tear out your heart and it ain't ever gonna grow back
Pretty, pretty please little woman want you out of my sight
I don't need no doctor 'cause I'm feeling alright
Sweet silouette through the shades at night
Personal bliss created by the lamp light
I sit and I stare oh my what a sight
A little piece of heaven oh yeah that's right
Chorus
Well you can't tie down a girl like that
She'll tear out your heart and it ain't ever gonna grow back
Pretty, pretty please little woman want you out of my sight
I don't need no doctor 'cause I'm feeling alright
Shout chorus
I'm feeling alright
I'm feeling alright
I'm feeling alright...