Lyrics

[Verse 1] A low cut groove, side A and side B Feels so much better than a smooth CD Got a slight little wobble on a good LP Somethin' 'bout a 45 spinnin' full speed Old gypsy soul runnin' wild as I can Mama tried so hard I'm a ramblin' man Won't forget my first record, bought it second hand But it felt brand new when the needle dug in [Chorus] Every trip around the black top touches my soul Couldn't quit it if I tried, man I'm too far gone And I'm in too deep, it's got a hold of me You can call it what you will don't matter you see 'til the day I die I'll be a needle junkie [Verse 2] I got my baby in her cotton dress Dance around the room with her head on my chest Turn the record on, to her favorite song And boy Conway never sounded so good He said, "Hello Darlin'", she felt it too Was like a hurricane, was shot through our veins [Chorus] Every trip around the black top touches my soul Couldn't quit it if I tried man I'm too far gone And I'm in too deep (In too deep), it's got a hold of me (Got a hold of me) You can call it what you will don't matter you see 'til the day I die I'll be a needle junkie [Bridge] You can't save me That's how God made me [Chorus] Every trip around the black top touches my soul Couldn't quit it if I tried man I'm too far gone And I'm in too deep, it's got a hold of me Every trip around the black top touches my soul Couldn't quit it if I tried man I'm too far gone And I'm in too deep (In too deep), it's got a hold of me (Got a hold of me) You can call it what you will don't matter you see 'til the day I die I'll be a needle junkie I'll be a needle junkie I'll be a needle junkie