Sorry Jimmy

In the city,
Behind closed doors.
It's a gathering of all the slumlords.
But there is one,
Standing out most of all.
Head hard as a rock,
It will be his downfall.
He's got a drink,
And something to say.
Could have been a rocker,
Didn't turn out that way.
But that won't stop him,
From living the life.
Makes us work for free,
And preaching that it's alright.

Sorry Jimmy
Sorry Jimmy
You ain't got no alibi
(You ain't got no alibi)
(You ain't got no alibi)
Sorry Jimmy
Sorry Jimmy
You ain't got no alibi
(You ain't got no alibi)
(You ain't got no alibi)
Sorry Jimmy
Sorry Jimmy
You ain't rolling down South Street.
You ain't rolling down South Street,
We've been jamming down South Street.
Sorry Jimmy
Sorry Jimmy
You just got nothing left for me.
Got nothing left for me,
Nothing left for me or Sensi.

Oh, little Jimmy
Doing his Jimmy thing.
What else can we do for you,
For next to nothing.
And Jimmy got up and Jimmy got mad.
Called us unprofessional and that he'd been had.
He took a swing and then he swung with a knife,
You can't show your face round here the rest of your life.
And when he came crawling back he was stunned.
When he heard our music on the water front.
Say what?

Sorry Jimmy
Sorry Jimmy
You ain't got no alibi
(You ain't got no alibi)
(You ain't got no alibi)
Sorry Jimmy
Sorry Jimmy
You ain't got no alibi
(You ain't got no alibi)
(You ain't got no alibi)
Sorry Jimmy
Sorry Jimmy
You ain't rolling down South Street.
You ain't rolling down South Street,
We've been blazin' up South Street.
Sorry Jimmy
Sorry Jimmy
You just got nothing left for me.
Got nothing left for me,
Nothing left for me or Sensi.

Jimmy Jimmy Jimmy Jimmy
Jimmy Jimmy Jimmy Jimmy
Jimmy Jimmy Jimmy Jimmy
Jimmy
Jimmy Jimmy Jimmy Jimmy
Jimmy Jimmy Jimmy Jimmy
Jimmy Jimmy Jimmy Jimmy
Jimmy

Little Jimmy, he's walking down the road
Whoa Jimmy with his little Jimmy scro
But ya know that James don't know
Whoa Jimmy don't know

Little Jimmy, he's walking down the road
Whoa Jimmy with his little Jimmy scro
But ya know that James don't know
Whoa Jimmy don't know

I said what you gonna give me Jimmy?
Maybe fifty bucks.
Thats if I am lucky,
Yo, you are the biggest fuck.
If I catch you down on South Street,
I might pop you in the jaw.
Looks like you lost some money Jimmy,
Better call Saul.
Some people just don't understand
The work that we put in.
To get to where we are,
And all the places that we've been.
We earned this all ourselves and
Didn't ask for no hand outs.
Much love to all the people that know what it's all about.

Little Jimmy, he's walking down the road
Whoa Jimmy with his little Jimmy scro
But ya know that James don't know
Whoa Jimmy don't know

Little Jimmy, he's walking down the road
Whoa Jimmy with his little Jimmy scro
But ya know that James don't know
Whoa Jimmy don't know
Jimmy don't know
Jimmy don't know
Jimmy don't know
Jimmy don't know



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Writer(s): Stephen J Difalco, Tom Gonzales, Ken Ditmars, Anton Milioti, David Alaimo
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