Creole Boy

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Creole Boy

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No more, no more I see, I see Creole boy goes out one day Thinking ain't he something Brag like nothin' you've seen Big time token machine Yeah, when living is mean All those fancy suits you own Creole boy, you still alone Creole boy says, "Step aside" I got something special I don't talk about fair High-class nose in the air Hey, don't nobody care Creole lands or otherwise You're still a nigga in their eyes He likes to hang with what you might call, oh Up where the blues is blowin' mean and slow Down and dark just ain't his jam No coon stock hey, just sweet Creole that's what I am The king of sweet ass syncopation Ain't no black notes in my song I was wrong I was wrong Creole boy once way back when Had the whole world singin' He had this sound in him, hey A pain too heavy to say A pain he started to play Inside every note of his Is what he came from, who he is Inside every note of his Is what he came from and who he is

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