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letra de window washer - wild love tigress

drunk in the middle of the afternoon, across the street from my school
with a cool baby mama in a pink pajama, making eyes over a game of pool
well we was four grinning sinners drinking gin for dinner, hoping we’d commit a sin tonight
with james brown playing on the stereo, we don’t wait for no green lights

trying to be a soul man, baby, what else can you do
to find a sweet soul sister, get her riding next to you

sick of working as a caddy, never be like my daddy, washing windows every day of my life
or like the pack of black rats outside the laundromat, living and dying on the edge of a knife
two full weeks pay going up in a blaze, i ain’t nеver gonna change my ways
cause, baby, i would go crazy if it’s just bills and babiеs from tomorrow til the end of my days
trying to be a soul man, sister, what else can you do
to find a sweet soul sister, get her riding next to you

if i weren’t a guitar player, what else would i be?
if i lay my guitar down, a window washer me
with a scrub, scrub-a-dub-dub
scrub, scrub-a-dub-dub
scrub, scrub-a-dub-dub
scrub, scrub-a-dub-dub

looks can be deceiving when it’s late in the evening and you’re flying by the seat of your pants
halfway past sloshed, my windows need to be washed, forgetting i don’t know how to dance
met a little miss m-ffet with a real big tuffet, hoping we could talk behind closed doors
so please, miss shirley, don’t you go to bed early, surely this could turn to something more

trying to be a soul man, baby, what else can you do
to find a sweet soul sister, get her riding next to you

won’t you give a soul man a chance?
soul sister, shall we dance?

- wild love tigress

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