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 Makin' a mess
 
 T-bone Billy just a  the blues
 Caught his lady with another 
  up a smoke and did some talkin'
  the back of his hand
 
 She started shakin',  losing her mind
 But he  kicking back and playing it cool
  her walkin' papers
 Took the 5:15  Kalamazoo
 
 Sing for your 
 Nobody rides  free
 Eat your heart out, I'll send  C.O.D.
 
 One, two baby what  do
 Three, four let me show you  door
 You're better off dead than makin' a  of me
 Five, six  your last licks
 Seven,  let me give it to you straight
 You're better off dead than makin a  of me
 
 Now  out havin' a ball playin' fiddle at the local bar
 Dark shades, cool kicks, he's  Blvd.
 Slick Daddy  his fat cigar sayin':
 "Sign upon the  line!"
 He shook his  and said:
 "All I need is that fiddle  mine!"
 
  for your supper,
  rides for free
  your big time, I'll take care of me
 
 One, .....makin  mess of me
 
  trouble came knockin'
 Billy kep-a-rockin'  this...
 
 Sing for your ....I'll  it C.O.D.
 
 One,.....makin a mess of 
 
 One, ....makin a mess  me
 
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