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Suburban Sensi
Suburban Sensi
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COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Stephen J Difalco
Stephen J Difalco
Songwriter
Tom Gonzales
Tom Gonzales
Songwriter
David Alaimo
David Alaimo
Songwriter
Ken Ditmars
Ken Ditmars
Songwriter
Anton Milioti
Anton Milioti
Songwriter

Lyrics

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
Writer(s): Stephen J Difalco, Tom Gonzales, Ken Ditmars, Anton Milioti, David Alaimo Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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