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Albert King Album


Laundromat Blues (1984)
1984
1.
2.
Laundromat Blues
3.
(I Love) Lucy
4.
5.
6.
You're Gonna Need Me
7.
Overall Junction
8.
9.
10.
Funk-Shun
11.
12.
Cold Feet
13.
Kansas City
14.
Down Don't Bother Me
15.
16.
Personal Manager
. . .


Born under a bad sign
I been down since I begin to crawl
If it wasn't for bad luck, I wouldn't have no luck at all

Hard luck and trouble is my only friend
I been on my own ever since I was ten
Born under a bad sign
I been down since I begin to crawl
If it wasn't for bad luck, I wouldn't have no luck at all

I can't read, haven't learned how to write
My whole life has been one big fight
Born under a bad sign
I been down since I begin to crawl


If it wasn't for bad luck, I wouldn't have no luck at all

I ain't lyin'
If it wasn't for bad luck I wouldn't have no kind-a luck
If it wasn't for real bad luck, I wouldn't have no luck at all

Wine and women is all I crave
A big legged woman is gonna carry me to my grave
Born under a bad sign
I been down since I begin to crawl
If it wasn't for bad luck, I wouldn't have no luck at all

Yeah, my bad luck boy
Been havin' bad luck all of my days, yes

. . .

Laundromat Blues

[No lyrics]

. . .

(I Love) Lucy

[No lyrics]

. . .


I walked into your store Just to have a look around

Asked if you could help me with the bargain I had found

Tried to explain to you darlin'

That I was just a working man

You came up with some term that I could not understand

Oh Little Lady

You sure drive a hard bargain


The price your asking mama is too much for me to pay

Now you're trying to tell me, I can't have it lay away

I know that your merchandise is good

Because your sample proved it so

And if it was to kill me little girl

Oh what a good way to go

. . .


Spoken:
Ha-ha-ha-ha-ha
We're gonna try it one mo' time
The new, Cross Cut Saw
Comin' at you, hot an' heavy
Watch this!
Got a hell-uva groove to it, too!

Hey brother, aah!

I'm a cross cut saw
Just drag me across your log
I'm a cross cut saw
Just drag me across your log
I'll cut your wood so easy for you
You can't help but say 'Hot dog!'

Some call me 'Wood-Choppin Sam'
Some call me 'Wood-Cuttin Bill'
Last girl I cut the wood for
Want me back again

I'm a cross-cut saw
Just drag me across your log
I'll cut your wood so easy for you
You can't help me say, 'Hot dog')

Now dig this!

Yeah

Got a double-bladed ax
That's really cuttin' good
I'm a crosscut saw
Bury me in the wood

I'm a crosscut saw
Just drag me across the log
I'll cut your wood so easy for you


You can't help but say, 'Hot Dog'

Dig this!

Yeah!
Well, alright

Spoken:
Hey, Mike!
Oh, Mike
Let's do it like we did in 1965
In that one little room, on the other side of the buildin'
We did Crosscut Saw
It went somethin' like this
And it had a hell-uva groove to it
(In that little room with no air conditioner over there)
Funk-aay, but gettin' on down
Heavy stuff!
Ha-ha-ha

Watch this!

(Bass player)
Oooo-wee!
Ooo-UH!
I could feel that m'self

Wait a minute!
Let's take it from the top, one more time
Do ya'all wanna go to the top one more time?

I can't hear ya
Do you want it from the top, one more time?

We're goin' all the way to the top
And come down with a hell-uva groove
Ah, I might get out there and do the Boogie Woogie, myself
It's gon' be sho' nuff funky!

Bandmember says:
('Watch this, man!')

ooh-uh

. . .

You're Gonna Need Me

[No lyrics]

. . .

Overall Junction

[No lyrics]

. . .


When I lost my baby, I almost lost my mindWhen I lost my baby, I almost lost my mindMy eyes was full of tears since she left me behind
I pass a million people; I can't tell who I meetI pass a million people; I can't tell who I meetMy eyes are full of tears, where can my baby be?

I went to see a gypsy to get my fortune readI went to see a gypsy to have my fortune readMy head hung in sorrow when she said what she said
When I lost my baby, I almost lost my mindWhen I lost my baby, I almost lost my mindWhen I lost my baby, I almost lost my mind

. . .


Oh pretty woman she's the rising sun
Says all your cheap paint and powder ain't gonna help you none
She's a pretty woman right down to the bone
So you just might as well still leave your skin alone

Pretty woman
What's the matter with you
Can't make you love me, no matter what I do

Oh pretty woman what you trying to do
You kept on foolin' around till I got stuck on you
So you just drop that mess and come down off your throne
Stop using my poor heart as a stepping stone


Pretty woman
What's the matter with you
Can't make you love me, no matter what I do

Oh pretty woman that's all right for you
Now you just go on doing what you want to do
But someday when you thing you've got it made
You get in water deep enough so you can't wade

Pretty woman
What's the matter with you
Can't make you love me, no matter what I do

. . .

Funk-Shun

[No lyrics]

. . .


They call me the hunter, that's my name
A pretty woman like you, is my only game
I bought me a love gun, just the other day
And I aim to aim it your way
Ain't no use to hide, ain't no use to run
'Cause I've got you in the sights of my love gun

The first time I saw you, standing on the street
I says to myself, "Woo, ain't she sweet"
I've got my love gun loaded, with hugs and kisses


And when I pull the trigger, there will be no misses
Ain't no need to hide, ain't no use to run
'Cause I've got you in the sights of my love gun

Ain't no use to hide, ain't no use to run
'Cause I've got you in the sights of my love gun

I'm the big bad hunter baby
How can I miss when I've got dead aim

. . .

Cold Feet

[No lyrics]

. . .

Kansas City

[No lyrics]

. . .

Down Don't Bother Me

[No lyrics]

. . .


There is nothing I can do, if you leave me, with a cry
There is nothing I can do, if you leave me, with a cry
Baby my love will follow you, as the years go passing by

I give you all but a home, that's one thing you get the night
I give you all but a home, that's one thing you get the night


You know my love will follow you, as the years go passing by

I'm gonna leave it up to you, so long, baby good bye
I'm gonna leave it up to you, so long, baby good bye
Baby my love will follow you, yes, as the years go passing by

. . .

Personal Manager

[No lyrics]

. . .


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