You Can Write Your Tunes With Rhythm And Blues As Your Alibi


You Can Sell Your Soul And Lay The Blame All On The Passers-by


You Shake Your Body On The TV Screen


It Seems To Me, You'd Try Anything Twice


And Swing It Out And Use It As Your Aphrodisiac


You Can Give It To Me, To Me


Plain To See That I'll Give It You Back


You Let It Flow, Let It Go, There's Nothing To It


Anyone Can Try Anything Twice, Try Anything Twice





Chasing After Stories That Have Already Been Told


Could Not Look Old Son House In The Eyes


Unaware You Carry Such A Fragile Load


But I've Got Yours, And You've Got Mine


It's A Rhythm And Blues Alibi





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You Can Take A Trip Through Your Juke Joint Smoke-filled Paradise


You Can Give It Your All, 'cause You Are Walking A Fine, Fine Line, La


You Shake Your Booty On The TV Screen


Seems To Me, You'd Try Anything Twice


You'd Try Anything Twice


Well Let Me Hear You Now..





Chasing After Stories That Have Already Been Told


Could Not Look Old Son House In The Eyes


Unaware You Carry Such A Fragile Load


And I've Got Yours, You've Got Mine


It's A Rhythm And Blues Alibi


La La La La La (to End)