Gimme Some Mo'

Bought a boosted Les Paul Gold Top
Now they're clocking me for felony theft
Just another wrong turn on the right coast
That kept me running 'till I ended up left
My friends all packed their dreams away and ran for the door
I gotta keep movin' won't you gimme some mo'

Hollywood nights stoned drunk in a haze
Walking past the junkies and the cops and the crazed
Some monkey's on the corner selling dreams in a bag
To some prince from Seattle who became a princess in drag
My friends all packed their dreams away and ran for the door
I gotta keep movin' won't you gimme some mo'

Pickin' dreaming, I'm kickin' screaming
Never did a thing I was told
Cause punching the clock never got Pops a damn thing but old
I never met a dollar that I couldn't spend
Or a woman that I wouldn't hold
I'll take the luck and the charm
And you can keep the bucket of – gold

Now I'm back on the east coast
Some one's saving my soul as I'm tellin' bad jokes
To some fire-spittin', money-honey lady of the night
And I ain't goin' nowhere till someone's turning out the lights
My friends all packed their dreams away and ran for the door
I gotta keep movin' won't you gimme some mo'

Mama always said I'd waste my life, but papa spun another turn
He said those early birds son, may get their prize
But in the end - we all get the worms
So until this big old world up and shows me the door
I gotta keep movin' won't you gimme some mo'

Pickin' dreaming, I'm kickin' screaming
Never did a thing I was told
Cause punching the clock never got Pops a damn thing but old
I never met a dollar that I couldn't spend
Or a woman that I wouldn't hold
I'll take the luck and the charm
And you can keep the bucket of – gold



Credits
Writer(s): Vincent Tozzi
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