Music

Same Ol' Me (Out of Print in USA) (1995)

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    Same Ol' Me

    Lyrics are not available
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    Little Joe and Big Bill

    They got a dance floor the size of Texas
    They got a band seven nights a week
    And if you don't show up before the sun goes down
    You ain't gonna find a seat
    They got some grown up Texas ladies
    That's made their papas proud
    They like their music country
    And they like their country loud
    Well, every Saturday night before they turn down the lights
    And the band stars pickin' hot
    They start dancin' on the tables
    Dancin' on the ceilin', dancin' in the parking lot
    You start feelin' it flow from your head to your toe
    And you sure are glad you come
    Down to Little Joe and Big Bill's
    Dance Hall and Sugar Hill Barbeque​

    When it comes to southern cookin'
    They know what it's all about
    They got some bar-b-q ribs and red beans and rice
    Make your tongue snap your eyeballs out
    And you don't wanna 'cause no trouble
    Buddy 'less you're willin' to die
    'Cause Big Bill will stomp a mud hole in you
    And Little Joe will walk you dry
    Well, there's a cowboy's dream in tight blue jeans
    Swingin' through the swingin' doors
    And there's a long tall cutie scootin' booty
    Out there on the floor
    Well I guess it's time to get in line
    'Cause the house is startin' to hum
    Down at Little Joe and Big Bill's
    Dance hall and Sugar Hill Barbeque Emporium

    Well every Saturday night when they turn up the lights
    When it's just about time to close
    The fiddlin' man takes the bow in his hand
    And start rockin' San Antonio Rose
    When you're walkin' out
    There ain't no doubt that you sure had a whole lot of fun
    Down at Little Joe and Big Bill's
    Dance hall and Sugar Hill Barbeque Emporium
    Down to Little Joe and Big Bill's
    Dance Hall and Sugar Hill Barbeque Emporium

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    Take Me to the Wild Side

    Lyrics are not available
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    My Baby Plays Me Just Like a Fiddle

    My baby plays me just like a fiddle
    She knows I love her a lot, not a little
    I'm just a stick that she likes to whittle
    I got a heart and she's in the middle of it
    I got the hoe cakes she's got the griddle
    My baby plays me just like a fiddle

    I come home at night
    She wants to go dancin'
    I'm so doggone tired
    I just don't feel like romancin'
    Then she walks into the room
    With those blue jeans painted on
    Then I change my tune
    It's always the same old song

    My baby plays me just like a fiddle
    She knows I love her a lot, not a little
    I'm just a stick that she likes to whittle
    I got a heart and she's in the middle of it
    I got the hoe cakes she's got the griddle
    My baby plays me just like a fiddle

    My buddies call to ask
    If I want to go fishin'
    For some large mouth bass
    Then she says she's been wishin'
    We could stay at home
    Then she gives me that look
    She's got that red dress on
    And she's got me on the hook

    My baby plays me just like a fiddle
    She knows I love her a lot, not a little
    I'm just a stick that she likes to whittle
    I got a heart and she's in the middle of it
    I got the hoe cakes she's got the griddle
    My baby plays me just like a fiddle

    She's goes to the stereo
    Takes off my Lynyrd Skynyrd
    She puts on Julio
    And the light starts gettin' dimmer
    She says I love you
    Puts them arms around my neck
    I smell French perfume
    And I know what's coming next

    My baby plays me just like a fiddle
    She knows I love her a lot, not a little
    I'm just a stick that she likes to whittle
    I got a heart and she's in the middle of it
    I got the hoe cakes she's got the griddle
    My baby plays me just like a fiddle

    My baby plays me just like a fiddle​

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    Gone For Real

    Lyrics are not available
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    Sure Beats Pickin' Cotton

    Lyrics are not available
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    Guilty

    Lyrics are not available
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    Fais Do Do

    Laissez le bon temps rouler! (Let the good times roll!)

    Hey baby won't you stop what you're doin'
    Go on home put your red dress on
    Tell you mama I said not to worry
    I'll have you home before the break of dawn
    Sonnier's got his squeeze box pumping
    Thibadeaux's got his fiddle out
    Meet me over by the side of the river
    There's big doins down at Boudreaux's house

    Take my bateaux down to the bayou
    Pole on over to the fais do do
    Don't be late
    Don't keep me waitin'
    Everybody's gonna go

    I wanna be there when the band starts playin'
    Zydeco music makes me wanna dance
    Sun's goin' down and a full moon's shinin'
    Mighty fine night for the big romance
    I've got a question, I just might pop it
    I know something that you don't know
    I got a ring of gold in my pocket
    Tonight's the night and you can't say no

    Take my bateaux down to the bayou
    Pole on over to the fais do do
    Don't be late
    Don't keep me waitin'
    Everybody's gonna go

    Take my bateaux down to the bayou
    Pole on over to the fais do do
    Don't be late
    Don't keep me waitin'
    Everybody's gonna go

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    Bad Blood

    Lyrics are not available
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    Hit the Ground Runnin'

    Lyrics are not available