The Boom Boom Bap - Scritti Politti

The Boom Boom Bap - Scritti Politti
The boom boom bap the tap-a-tap tap:
Well that's the beat of my life
A weak heart drop oh Poppa don't stop
Bittersweet about life
You know the barroom belles well they're calling;
You know their perfume smells like blood
If hooks could kill singin' dollar-dollar bill
Well that's the beat of my life
A Zigaboo kick a Jimmy Chank lick
Well that's the beat of my heart
A come-again cut but tell you what
That's the bitterest part
You know the barroom boys well they've fallen
And Juice Joint Jane got high
If hooks could kill singin' dollar-dollar bill
On the street of my heart
To the beat to the beat to the beat
Play it over and over again play it over and over again
Let me know let me know let me know
I am yours and I'm ready to go
The yes-yes y'all was the siren call
To come around to my life
It said big beat drum hear it kitty come come:
That's the sound of my life
The Brewski Point was calling
It got belly-wash blood in my heart
The boom boom bap the tap-a-tap tap
That's only the start
I'll wait 'til December baby;
I'll wait 'til my hands stay still
And then in December baby
I'm in for the cure or kill
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