Listen to Helpless Blues by The Bamboos

Helpless Blues

The Bamboos

R&B/Soul

15,099 Shazams

Lyrics

Stepping on your monologue On the streets a corner off If I waited by the telephone Knowing that you'll never call Giving me the helpless blues Tied up in her own noose All the things that you know I'd rather doubt and let it go I'll set it up, I'll tear it up I'll hurry up, watch you later I'll set it up, I'll spin it up Why, why, oh Found you in America In uniform and wooden voice Don't tell me you've been waiting for A moment to say the words Tell me now that you'll be true I wanna make a game of you If I can get you all alone I will knock you off your throne I'll set it up, I'll tear it up I'll hurry up, watch you later I'll set it up, I'll spin it up Why, why, oh I'll spin it up, I'll tear it up I'll hurry up, watch you later I'll set it up, I'll spin it up Why, why, oh All the cars in the street made me think of you I crash into, oh, oh All those thousand miles have fallen, too Fallen, oh Don't tell me you've been waiting for A moment to say the words Don't tell me you've been waiting for A moment to say the words I'll set it up, I'll tear it up I'll hurry up, watch you later I'll set it up, I'll spin it up Why, why, oh I'll set it up, I'll tear it up I'll hurry up, watch you later I'll set it up, I'll spin it up Why, why, oh I'll set it up, I'll tear it up I'll hurry up, watch you later I'll set it up, I'll spin it up Why, why, why, oh
Writer(s): Lance Richard P. Ferguson, Ella Jane Thompson Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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