Friday, December 22, 2017
Why Ain't You Meet Me In Biloxi?
It right there on the bottom! Where you at, woman?!
Why ain't you meet me in Biloxi, girl?
Where the hell you go?
Why ain't you meet me in Biloxi, girl?
Where the hell you go?
We was gonna cross them gulf waters, baby,
Head down to old Santiago.
Why ain't you come to Santiago, baby?
Why'm I here all alone?
Why ain't you come to Santiago, baby?
Why'm I here all alone?
Knee-deep in paradise
But I be sad to the bone.
I'm gonna go back to Biloxi, woman,
'Cuz now I'm in the know.
I'm gonna head back to Biloxi, woman,
'Cuz now I'm in the know.
Got a letter from a pal o' mine
Sayin' you's still in Chicago.
I'm gonna go back to Chicago, girl,
An' I know where you at.
I'm gonna head back to Chicago, baby.
An' I know where you at.
Gonna greet you an' your lover, woman,
With my bran' new baseball bat.
I'M COMIN', HONEY!!!
DB.11/28/17
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