Allison Moorer - Miss Fortune album review
Allison Moorer - Miss Fortune is some of the best blue-eyed soul music with a heavy country music twang and tinge. Her storytelling skills are superb. Her lyrics leave much to be desired. Allison Moorer is the best thing for country music since Patsy Cline. This album is the masterpiece Allison Moorer.
Tumbling Down explained a relationship that deteriorated. The relationship between Allison Moorer and her man went wrong.
What happened to the world they painted? The masterpiece of him and Allison Moorer. It was a stroke of genius. Their work of art has all but failed. Nothing's here except the blues. Love's crumbling and tumbling down. But all that's left between them is hanging on what used to be.
Looking at it from a distance, Allison still can't believe her eyes. It's sad to have to witness what they made on all those nights come crumbling down and tumbling down.
Cold in California explains how Allison must deal with the pain of her man moving on with his life by moving from Tennessee to California. She is reluctant to accept this.
The summer days are gone. Along with him they disappeared and left Allison here just like the falling leaves. Allison watched him turn and drift away. Nothing stays. He doesn't want to face the fall alone. But it's his nature to move on.
Is it cold in California like she told him it would be? Do he need someone to warm him like she warmed him? Is it cold in California like it is in Tennessee? Allison spent the holidays with a man made out of snow. She kept on building fires but they don't ease the chill. Nothing will. This has been the hardest time for her. Especially without him around in her life. Winter has the longest nights. Allison counts the days until the spring and hope it brings him back to her.
Let Go deals with the pain of being unable to let go. Letting go of someone you love is a hard thing to do. Allison has to deal with the pain of letting go of her boyfriend.
Sometimes in the mornings Allison wakes up devastated realizing that her boyfriend is gone. It drives her kinda crazy. And she tells herself it's been a little long to still be expecting him to call her up on the phone. She doesn't like holding on but she can't let go.
Sometimes a photograph of her boyfriend will take her breath away. Allison doesn't think that time's a healer. No matter what folks say. How can years fly by so fast and breaks in a heart mend so slow. Sometimes she is in a room full of people when old lonely sits by her. And it makes her sad to realize that unlike him he won't ever leave. She wishes she had some kind of pill to take this feeling from her bones.
Ruby Jewel Was Here is about a female outlaw harlot and child prostitute named Ruby Jewel who lived in the Wild West in at the beginning of the 20th century during the 1900s. She lived her life as an outlaw and agent while working in a poor excuse of a brothel which was a poor man's Moulin Rouge. The song explained the legend of Ruby Jewel and her life story.
In the year of 1900, a harlot who was hot to trot gave a fine little bijoux to the world with a blacksmith for a makeshift doctor in a cathouse far from Camelot. Her goldmine brought to bear a baby girl when the child screamed from life's first slap. The boss said, "Kid get used to that. You'll never meet a Jake that isn't cruel" And she wrapped her babe in a petticoat, grabbed a bottle and made a toast. “Here's to my gorgeous bastard, Ruby Jewel!” And the man at the piano played a tune. Everybody sang and danced in the saloon except Ruby Jewel. No, not Ruby Jewel.
Reared among the guttersnipes while her mama puffed a Chinese pipe. The salad days for Ruby Jewel didn't last. She was later forced to work and pay her dues inside that poor man's Moulin Rouge when she ran out money. A snot-nosed kid had to grow up fast. Night and day she toiled and sweat while brothel patrons placed their bets on who would be the first to break her in. Then one night the madam screams, "Ruby, get to room 13. There's someone there who thinks you're quite a gem."
She climbed the stairs scared to death with her done-up hair and a borrowed dress. Said a prayer and tiptoed through the door. But on deaf ears her prayer fell because through a tear she stared at hell. Standing there in nothing but his drawers. She recognized the whiskered chin bloodshot eyes and foul-mouthed grin. He was the man who wore the silver star. This was the sheriff. She tried to turn around and run but he pulled out his big six gun and said "Hon, you won't get very far."
Later on that night, Ruby Jewel woke up in bed with a crimson pool between her legs. Naked as the day that she was born. But lying there next to him made her wish she hadn't been there. If this was all that living had in store making sure he was asleep. She quietly got to her feet, found his gun, and aimed it between his eyes. She kept it there until he came so he could stare down the barrel too. Ruby pulled the trigger once and watched him die.
On a rainy night in the year of 1912, Ruby Jewel was locked inside the town's new jail. Ruby carved a message in the stone. On the wall of a cell in a tiny scrawl and misspelled were the words "Ruby Jewel Was Here".
When morning came, the guards lead her out in ankle chains right through the crowd who waited in the mud to watch the show. They walked her up the gallows steps and put the rope around her neck. Then dropped the trap as all the watchers cheered. She was sentenced to death by hanging for murdering a man. There was a lot of debauchery which went on in her life.
Can’t Get There from Here explains how Allison needs a life because get her life back due to the current position she is in. Allison is on a road that's going nowhere. She is looking for a place that she belongs. She looks for her sense of belonging on this song.
Allison can't get there from here. Allison can't live on bread and water. You heard the one about the farmer's daughter? She just needs a little atmosphere. You don't pick her occupation. Allison didn't ask for this frustration She needs a life and a nice cold beer. But she can't get there from here.
If Allison had time to think about it, she’d build a castle in the yard. For all the things she wants so much. Always something she can't touch. But that would be too hard. You can't get there from here.
Allison is on a road that's going nowhere. She is looking for a place that she belongs. She looks for her sense of belonging. The wind's pushing her in all directions. But none of them look like home.
And you can't get there from here. She just needs a little atmosphere. Every right track turns out wrong. A different tune but the same old song.
Steal the Sun about concealing ones true feelings. Allison tries to hide her true feelings but ends up giving in.
If the moon could conceal how it feels when it shines and the stars could disguise the beauty the skies reveal, then the fire Allison try to hide in my heart would remain out of sight here with him in the dark. Allison missed being kissed tenderly with lips so soft and sweet touching her cheek like this. What else can she do but choose to give in? Give in to her true feelings. The only way she can lose is if this feeling ends.
Up This High explains how Allison is skipping across the stars Hopping from moon to moon going places higher than she has ever been before. Her man’s love lets her fly up this high. Her man’s love has taken her to higher places.
Allison is skipping across the stars. Hopping from moon to moon. She is higher than a kite's been before. She made her way to Mars, Venus, and Neptune. If she was scared of heights, she ain't no more. Allison is up this high in outer space. Old cloud nine looks commonplace floating way down there in the blue.
She is up this high at heaven's door where worlds collide and comets soar. His love lets her fly up this high. A lot of astronauts have left the planet Earth. But they use rocket ships to kiss the sky. She doesn't have what they got. But she sails the universe every time his lips are kissing hers. She sails the universe every time her man’s lips are kissing hers.
Back when she was green you could find her chooglin' smoke. But when she got off she never left the ground. Now you can't find her unless you own a telescope. And she doesn't wanna ever come back down.
Hey Jezebel is about a high-heeled Don Juan (pimp) named Jezebel who has come to mess up Allison’s world by taking her man. This Southern belle is tough as nails.
This pretty looking woman named Jezebel is dressed to the nines comfortably sitting on her gold mine. She has blonde curls and blood red lipstick. She is a high-heeled Don Juan who has come to mess up Allison’s world.
All of the ladies are watching their backs. The boys thinking maybe they might stand a chance. Bet every bar you walk in's the same. They don't know who you are but they sure know your name. Ain't no bombshell wrecking Allison’s home. He's all Allison’s got and all she wants. Jezebel needs to find someone else and leave Allison’s man alone.
Why'd Jezebel come calling on this side of town? A woman who's fallen and keeps going down. Allison won't compete with her dirty work. So Jezebel better get back to the street before she gets hurt. This Southern belle is tough as nails.
Mark My Word explains how it's such a thrill when love begins but it's downhill from here on out. Mark Allison’s word. There'll come a day when your lover will leave you cold. That is what happened to Allison. Make no mistake. You'll change your mind. Just give it time. It's bound to pass without a doubt.
No Place for a Heart explains how Allison should have kept the secret she told her man.
Allison should have kept the secret she told her man hidden under wraps and out of sight. At least in the beginning. But she wanted him to see what he meant to her. Turns out that wasn't smart to do in the first place. A sleeve is no place for a heart.
Allison wishes she could take back the secret that she told him. But it's too late for that. Now he knows the whole truth. Three stupid little words he never should've heard. But Allison let down her guard. It's time she put it back where it belongs. Next time she will know not to let her feelings show. She’ll keep her feelings in the dark. A sleeve is no place for a heart.
Yessirree showed the magical place Allison knew of to get a taste of a little heaven on Earth.
Allison knows a magical place to get a taste of a little heaven on Earth. It's just a watering hole but many souls go there to quench their thirst. When her whistle's dry, there's nowhere that she can think of tat she’d rather be. It's called the Blue Moon tap room, yessirree.
It has 30¢ cent draws and that's because they only cost Tony two-bits. See it's Tony's joint and he makes it a point to let every poor bum get lit. He's a drunk's patron saint and he won't hesitate to fix you some supper for free. Each morning at 8 it opens its gates for all her buddies and her. With our foots on the rail and our buckets of ale they tell stories no one believes. They spit and cuss at the lives that left them then toast to their freedom with glee.
Allison sits tight each night until they turn up the lights, empty her last one, and leaves. Then she squints her eyes at the dawn in the sky as people walk by on the street. There's only one place for Allison. It's called the Blue Moon tap room, yessirree.
Going Down explained how Miss Fortune turned the tables and turned out all the lights on Allison Moorer. Now she is going down. The song explain how thought of losing never crossed her mind up until now.
Up until now, Allison’s lucky stars have shined the brightest in the sky. She was living in the lap of the gods. But Miss Fortune turned the tables and turned out all the lights. Now there's no chance in hell Allison will beat the odds. She is going down.
Up until now, Allison never looked at what was in the cards. She played fast and loose. She didn't give a damn. But a joker who is wild like her. Can't beat the old graveyard if he's staring at a dead man's hand.
The thought of losing never crossed her mind up until now. It felt good to gamble with her soul. But what was she thinking? Why'd she lay it on the line? Everybody one day has to fold.
Dying Breed explains how Allison Moorer’s family is a dying breed. There are not many members of her family left.
Allison takes a pint of whiskey and crack open its lid. She drinks the bottle empty just like her poor father did. An example of alcoholism that runs in the family. Allison Moorer takes after her family. Her fate is the blood in her. No one grows old in this household. They are a dying breed.
She take a red and blue one (a red pill and a blue pill) from her mother’s purse. She washes them down with homemade wine to see what kicks in first.
Allison takes another needle, black powder, and a spoon. She sets her sights on heaven and shoots for the moon. These lyrics explain how Allison Moorer committed suicide by overdosing on drugs (death by drug overdose). “ I take another needle/Black powder and a spoon/I set my sights on heaven/And shoot for the moon”
The song Bully Jones explained the showdown between Allison Moorer and Bully Jones. He loves showing up out of nowhere and getting under her skin. Bully Jones is based on the Outlaws guitarist Billy Jones (William Harry Jones).
When Allison’s liquor cabinet is empty and the local package store is closed, she is paid a visit by an enemy. The s.o.b. goes by the name of Bully Jones. He loves showing up out of nowhere and getting under her skin. The sad thing is he's going to stay there if she don't score again.
Someday Allison is gonna beat Bully Jones. He'll kill her if she doesn’t. But until she can defeat him, she’ll keep on getting stoned.
Bully Jones is a gig bad dude sure ain't very pretty. His ugly is awfully hard to take. He looks just like a cold turkey with a real bad case of the shakes. He doesn't pick on those his own size. He knows he can't win with those. He picks on people weaker than him. For example, those that are pale and sick. Allison has got some good friends who tie off and some who tie one on. And just like her they have all lost the fight with Bully Jones.
5/5*****!!
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Necro - The Sexorcist album review
Necro put a sexual twist on The Exorcist with some hardcore horrorcore gore sounds with his album called Necro - The Sexorcist. He took a fusion of the words “sex” and “exorcist” which resulted in The Sexorcist. Notice the explicit sadistic innuendos on the album? Necro - The Sexorcist has some of the most violent and sexist material shit ever known. At least for an album from 2005.
Who’s Yo Daddy? is about how Necro is the Sexorcist. A fusion of the words “sex” and “exorcist”. He’s down for some violent, evil shit whenever he has sexual intercourse. So you can bet your sweet ass that this song is very explicit. Notice the explicit sadistic innuendos.
Yo, it's Necro the Sexorcist! The porn king. So ladies, show him your breasts. It’s going to be a tit fest. He the best there is. He’s down for some violent, evil shit whenever he has sexual intercourse. That foul shit. Such as degradation, depravation, and debauchery. A bitch naked on the couch with Necro the Sexorcist. A bitch is getting fucked in her ass through her fishnets by Necro the Sexorcist.
Necro the Sexorcist is fucking dumb blondes until his dick is numb. He is the one sticking a gun in her cunt for fun. Choking them makes them cum. It's edge play. Sexual activity can lead to death of your partner. He will fuck around and murder her by mistake. And leave her dead in the bed slayed.
Reverse is more perverse. They fucked on the floor first to a raw verse. Necro the Sexorcist is the horniest fornicating and torturing clits like a porn genius with a long penis digging up their organs. The raunchiest hoes and sluts flaunt their tits. Sluts flaunt their tits in the windows. An official occasion to go all out. The Sexorcist is off next to blitz and blow off some bitch.
You Bitches Loved To Get Fucked In The Ass explains how Necro the Sexorcist loves to have sexual intercourse with women in the ass.
You bitches love to get fucked in the ass by Necro the Sexorcist. Necro the Sexorcist loves to have sexual intercourse with women in the ass. His dick is longer than sticks bangin' their ribcages. So many pricks ripped through their shit to the point where they could no longer give birth to children.
Necro the Sexorcist teaches you hoes how to blow. He’ll shove his cock into their throat, then close the nostrils of their nose, and watch them choke. He’s got a cement dick that’s hard as a rock. Two angry cunts rockin' fronts couldn't stall his cock. You bitches loved to get fucked in the ass. Gang bang up jump the boogie in your tooshie, girl.
Necro the Sexorcist explains how he is an expert on sexual intercourse (sex) on the song called The Sexpert.
Necro the Sexorcist is sandwiched in between an Italian chick and a Spanish tanned bitch with a damn itch and a chest bigger then Rosanne's tits. These chicks are so sick for chips that they suck an old man's dick. His aggressive jawgum is backed up by an impressive hard on get their ass cracks fucked. The Sexpert is through when he ejaculates.
There was this one time when Necro the Sexorcist bent over a skeezer from Indonesia who was 18 years old whose ribs were sold for sucking them fuckin' poles (penises). Her twat (vagina) was hot like a Wok. His middle finger went in her ass back and forth like he was wackin' off. Her pussy makes more than a crack spot. Then he begins fertilizing her eggs with ham. Squirting her legs like jam lubricating your breasts with spam.
Edge Play is Necro’s twisted take and perspective on the femdom fetish of female domination. Finally some femdom rap about the femdom fetish. References to edge play, slavery, torture, bondage, sadism, and masochism are made throughout the song. You're gonna like that, faggot.
Picture this scenario. You were stripping for clientele and now you're a kidnapped victim in a cell slippin' into sickness with a dominatrix whippin' you with the Cat-o-Nine Tails. A dominatrix rapes you and your ass with a strap-on dildo with no lubrication. Fuckin' bitches to death, then fuckin' them once again durin' the autopsy before the mortician stitches the flesh. She made you swallow a ribbed dildo covered with Tabasco. You're tied up in a lasso from your tits to your asshole.
Your pussy on a sharp piece of wood called the horse that’s diggin' into your mound. Smothered in shit like a pig on the ground.
They say girls are made of sugar and spice, everything nice but on the real some of y'all bitches are mentally trife. This dominatrix had a huge range and variety of sex toys. She had a big bag o' dildos, handcuffs, whips, chains, clamps, suction toys, and ball gags. That shit was insane. The bondage was creepier. She forced your hands around her throat during sex. It was amazing. What happened after that was a blur.
5/5*****!!
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Tape Five - Bossa for a Coup (Reloaded) album review
Tape Five - Bossa for a Coup (Reloaded) is one laid back lounge jazz album which contains laid back lounge vibes perfect for relaxation. If you like Caro Emerald and Atom Smith, then this album is suited for you. Overall the album has a retro lounge vibe.
One thing that is different about this particular Tape Five album is the romantic French touch as many of the songs on the album have that romantic French touch such as Femme Libertan and La Passifleur. Tape Five always comes in swinging with these beautiful jazz and electro swing masterpieces. This is something entirely different but not too surprising.
Femme Libertan is a song about a lady who is a free spirit with a lost heart. She is a free lady. Femme Libertan is one of the songs have that romantic French touch and is sung in the French language.
This gentleman visited the secret place through the dreams flying from the sun with a delicate smile. Like a cocktail of honey and chocolate. A rainbow or a cascade of roses. This is beauty and a simple thing.
A lady asked the gentleman what he was doing here. The gentleman said to the lady, “I said really I'm looking for the scent of the night, my libertan wife.” However the gentleman said to more the lady, “I look at you with my Parisian eyes. I see myself coming from Africa. Your black eyes seek nothing. Only what you need. But behind I read an endless story.”
The gentleman looks at her with his Parisian eyes. He has Parisian eyes being that he is from the city of Paris, France. He sees himself coming from Africa after a long trip and vacation. He can tell her black eyes seek nothing. Love is only what she needs. But behind all this he reads an endless story of her being brokenhearted. The gentleman can tell she has a broken heart.
The lady hides herself behind a Jericho Wall of sand, sadness, isolation, pain, and loneliness in a stark atmosphere. A creature of habit. She is a saint and a sinner. She is in her salvation. The lady is a free spirit with a lost heart.
These lyrics explain how the gentleman can tell she has a broken heart, how he can see right through her broken heart, and how he knows that she is a free spirit.
I look at you with my Parisian eyes
I see myself coming from Africa
Your black eyes seek nothing: Only what you need
But behind I read an endless story
A Jericho Wall of sand and loneliness
A stark atmosphere a creature of habit
She is a saint and a sinner
Is her salvation
A free spirit, a lost heart
La Passifleur is a beautiful electro swing song with strong jazzy vibes. La Passifleur is another one of the songs on the album which has that romantic French touch and is sung in the French language. La Passifleur is French for passionflower (passion flower). Think passion fruit but with flowers.
A fine smell of flowering. One day in summer when the weather is warm and calming. Luxury wonderful of blooms in a ray of the sun. The Passionflower gives away tender colors of the senses of a fine smell of flowering while sitting in a ray of the sun. The sight of a passionflower calms one down and reveals to one the abundance of beauty. Truly a definite wonderful luxury of blooms.
Taxi to Bombay is about a vacation in Bombay, India (Mumbai, India). Several references to Hindi Indian culture, food, and locations are made throughout the song.
A Cadillac traveling down a dirt track is a taxi heading to Bombay, India (Mumbai, India). This taxi uses tantric satellite technology. The driver is smoking on a blow pipe. You just wanna disappear to the state of Maharashtra, in Bombay, India.
The Marathi-Konkani and Gujarati languages are the languages spoken in mainland Southern India and are commonly spoken in Maharashtra. Bom Bahia is the good bay where the Gujarati language is mainly spoken. That is what the lyrics state about these specific Hindi Indian languages. “Maharashtra mumbai, I just wanna disappear/Hindi konkani marathi, gujarati bom bahia”
There are rich and poor from Bollywood and in Bangra music. People of India either wear a sari or a dhoti. Hindi Indian people eat the deep fried potato dumplings which are vada pav and panapuri. The popular snack food of India is vada pav, panapuri, and popadum.
Beggars and bootleggers will do anything for a dollar for a dynasty. That is what the lyrics, “Boss beggar bootlegger, dollar for a dynasty” mean. Be aware that there are many bootleggers and beggars all across India.
Monsoons flow too soon in India. That is why there are news stories of monsoons flowing through peoples living rooms. These monsoons affect many villages in rural areas. The rugged terrain doesn’t help sway away or alleviate any monsoon weather either. These lyrics show how powerful monsoons realistically are. “Monsoon, too soon, flowing through my living room”
These lyrics explain what the religion of Hinduism is about. “Vishnu brama shiva gotta get the goa fever/Elevating meditating peace and loving pioneer” Hinduism is about meditation and finding peace.
Sports such as soccer (football) and cricket hockey are popular in India. Cricket hockey buy a ticket rice spice paradise. Cricket hockey is an Indian pastime and favorite among Indian citizens since India was formerly a British colony occupied by the United Kingdom.
Señorita Bonita is the tale of a pretty lady who left her island in the sun 400 years ago.
The story began 400 years ago. A pretty lady left her island in the sun 400 years ago and she came by banana boat. This pretty lady is a shining Juanita from Zanzibar, Tanzania to Manila, Philippines. She is known on each avenida (avenue). She is living no vida loca. (She is not living a crazy life.) She got no time for a fiesta. Maybe sometimes a siesta.
She came from Ipanema, a neighborhood in Rio De Janeiro, Brazil. She walked the street for money because she has a baby to feed. So you know she knows her way around the streets. Her brother played the marimba.
5/5*****!!
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Tape Five - Tonight Josephine / Aerophon Maxi single review
Tonight Josephine / Aerophon Maxi is one of the more risqué and provocative singles from Tape Five which contains adult themes and suggestive situations. Titles such as Pantaloons, Madame Coquette, and Bad Boy Good Man are examples which prove how provocative the single is. Nevertheless Tape Five always comes in swinging with these beautiful electro swing masterpieces.
The song Madame Coquette is about a young lady named Madame Coquette. Madame Coquette is a famous ritzy dancing queen from Charleston, South Carolina who has a dream to be a dancer.
Madame Coquette came from Charleston, South Carolina. She's doing the toot-toot. She was fantastic due to the elastic dance moves she made with her body! Now she is like a summer holiday living from day to day. She was young and had a dream to be a dancer. She was a famous ritzy dancing queen! Then a real big spender wearing a tuxedo comes into her life. Red lights were flashing and so were red flags. Champagne was floating. Her animation was a new sensation!
The song Pantaloons is about a female flapper named Josephine who wanders who is the fairest chick of them all is by asking her magic mirror who's the fairest chick of them all. The magic mirror tells Josephine to try something keen by telling her to get off her pantaloons. The subject matter of this song is quite provocative and suggestive but somehow Tape Five manages to keep the song from being to raunchy, obscene, or too explicit.
The song Pantaloons is an example of Dixieland jazz of the 1920. Similar to the jazz of New Orleans. Fans of Dixieland jazz will love this song.
Josephine wanders who is the fairest chick of them all is. So Josephine asks her magic mirror, “Magic mirror, on the wall, who's the fairest chick of them all? Is it the chick who is swinging dobedoo – do the do like Betty Boop?” The magic mirror said, “Tonight Josephine, try something keen! Soon get off your pantaloons! Get in your step-ins and then you will feel alright. A brand new cologne. Don't tie your skirt too tight! It makes you shake your leg to the magnetic waltz. Magic ballrooms won't play no schmaltz!”
The magic mirror tells Josephine to take off her pantaloons off in order to try something keen with her tonight. The magic mirror tells Josephine to get in her step-ins and then she will feel alright. The magic mirror tells her to put on a brand new cologne and not to tie her skirt too tight. Doing what was instructed will make her shake her leg to the magnetic waltz. Magic ballrooms won't play no schmaltz!
Josephine wanders who is the fairest of them all trying hard to be a jazz age baby. So Josephine asks her magic mirror, “Mirror, mirror up on the wall, who's the fairest of them all? Trying hard bedoo-bedee, be a jazz age baby?” The magic mirror said: “Tonight Josephine, stay on the scene! Real soon, get off your pantaloons!” The magic mirror tells Josephine to stay on the scene and get off her pantaloons real soon at high noon.
Bad Boy Good Man is one of the saucy provocative songs on the album. Bad Boy Good Man is about a bad boy who is a good dancer. Mr. Dmitri on the person on the solo clarinet.
The ballroom is packed with cocky girls wearing satin frocks and shining pearls. Ladies swoon as this bad boy clicks his fingers because this bad boy is the hottest dancer in the room. The ladies in the house are sayin' caramba! He’s a bad boy who needs to dance. If you don't dance, then there is no romance. He feels like dancing. So dance with him. First dance is always free.
Bebop is sliding down his back. He is never alone when he hits the sack. Swing's a thing with a ringa-ding-ding and he get wings when he sings. Ragtime, Rhumba, mambo, latin, samba, reason, and rhyme. He’s the reason you're divine.
A Cool Cat in Town is about this lady who after a man who is a cool cat in town. She never stops because she loves chasing the dogs around. Notice how jazzy the chords, melody, and instrumentation sound. Tape Five intended for this to happen. The chords, melody, and instrumentation are what make this song great.
It's late at night while the dogs are sleepin’. You know what they say. When the dogs away, the cats will play. This foxy lady goes outside. She's leaving the cave and the wheels are turning. People are dancin' on ice but the temperature is rising. She steps in the club and the walls are burning. There's a cool cat in town who never settle down because she loves chasing the dogs around.
There's a new kid around and she knows she is bound to be the leader of the whole rat-pack. She won't wait for the return of the mack. One day she's even heading for the crown.
The mice are playing when the cats are away. They're messing around unil they all start swayin'! Down in the club where the joint is jumpin'! The birds, the bees, and the hip chicks are swingin'! Believe me. There's a cool cat in town. She won't wait around for a new dog. She won't wait for a new dog who don’t likes some cats in town.
5/5*****!
Mixerr Reviews was a news blog/local business from Austin, Texas, US that operated from 2012 to 2023. This blog is no longer operational and has been discontinued. Michael Mixerr is currently a writer, narrator, and content curator for Bout Dat Online.
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