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Soakin' The Bone

 

Soakin' The Bone

(アルバム: Road Cases - 1998)


Where was Nero when Rome burned? He wasn't worried 'bout the flames.
The cat didn't play no fiddle, he had his mind on better games.
He was down in the cellar with a girl he called B-Betty Lou,
Drinking juice from the grape vine, Chianti BC '52.
The Roman city was burning, but Nero didn't face it alone,
He was soakin the bone,
Just soaking the bone,
He was soaking the bone,
He was soaking it.

Napoleon he said to Josie, "I'm gonna rule the world for a start."
Josephine said, "Hey Nappy, you're crazy!
Would you rather shake it down Bonaparte?"
The world was there to be conquered, Napoleon, he couldn't leave home,
'Cause he was soaking the bone,
He was soaking the bone,
He was soaking the bone,
He was soaking it.

[Rod Solo]

About the Spanish Armada, it didn't faze Sir Francis Drake.
20,000 gun-toting galleons, but Frankie didn't quiver or quake.
He was down on the beach head, rolling in the pebbles and stones,
He was soaking the bone,
He was soaking the bone,
He was soaking the bone,
He was soaking it.

He was soaking the bone,
He was soaking the bone,
He was soaking the bone,
He was soaking it,
Oh.

[Rod Solo]

(Soakin the bone, gonna' wet the whistle a little bit)

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