Exile On Frog Street

Banished from the junkyard paradise
Stuck in Vegas with my loaded dice
Looks like a vacant lot in tumbleweed
Gaund and try to succeed
By that highway, broken down

Exile on Frog Street, exile on Frog Street
I'm not a gambler, they call me the rambler
I'm just a scrambler, but you know I have the style
You know that I'm an exile on Frog Street

Exile on frog street

I'm not a toad
I'm not a toad
I'm just a
Frog, frog
Frog, frog
Frog, frog
Frog, frog
Frog, frog
Frog

The enchanted frog was waiting for his princess charming
To come and kiss him on his frog lips
And then he turned into me
(Why?) 'Cause I'm the frog prince

Frog, frog
Frog, frog
Frog

Exile on Frog Street
Exile on Frog Street
Exile on Frog Street
Where all the elves two step two
So come on down to the rendezvous

Exile, exile
Exile, exile
Exile, exile
Exile, exile
Exile, exile
Exile, exile
Exile, exile
Exile, exile
Exile, exile
Exile, exile



Credits
Writer(s): Ariel Rosenberg, Kenneth Gilmore, Kim Fowley
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