Fire Shut Up in My Bones, Act I: What ‘chu doin’ here, Spinner (”Live”)

Latonia Moore - Pop, Live
Fire Shut Up in My Bones, Act I: What ‘chu doin’ here, Spinner (”Live”)
2 Plays
Duration: 2:34
Lyrics
What you doing here, Spinner? Why you not at work? Ain't much work today for my crew Boss let us off, so I come see you What could be wrong with wanting to see my wife? I'm not a pretty sight A hard-working woman is a thing of beauty Spinner, I know you didn't come all the way over here just to sweet-talk me What you want? Just a few bucks for my gig For your gig? A gig supposed to pay, not cost Just a few bucks to lubricate the band Can't play the blues dry, can I? I'll give it back and much more when I get paid tonight We got five boys, five hungry boys to feed I don't give two damns 'bout no drink your band need Baby, don't I give you everything? Even what I don't have yet, even my dreams Five boys, five hungry mouths to feed Just a few dollars, woman, that's all I need Ha Don't make a man beg for what's his, Billie, come on now You gon' wait up? You gon' be late? I'll be back as soon as we done and I'll be hungry Uh, I'll save you a plate Good Save me something hot and sweet And I'll come home and rub those legs, thighs, and those tired, aching feet Break's over, back to work And no bellyaching Legs, thighs, breasts, wings Legs, thighs, breasts, wings Five boys, five hungry boys to feed But what about me? What if I'm dying here under guts and grease and no one sees? My dreams plucked bare and chopped to pieces Leaving a pungent residue that no amount of soap can clean
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