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• Artiste: Grace Potter And The Nocturnals
• Titre: Somebody Fix Me
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Friday night I started my first fist fight Got me kicked out of the bar When I went stumbling through The parking lot, you know I could not find my car. So I bummed a ride from Bessie, My old school friend. She said “Honey where You want to go?” But all I said is “I think this Might be the end, And I’m feeling sick so could You drive me slow?” Because my man he up and left me, Left me in the dust – Doctor, lawyer, banker, Tell me who can I trust? Somebody fix me, Fix me from head to toe. You’d better drop me a line Or else you’re leaving me Out in the cold. That man of mine he sure was One of a kind— He never did me wrong. He was the sweet kind of man, Who kept me straight in line, But now he’s got me singing this Low-down song. Now I ain’t got nobody ‘round To come and help me get well, When all I do is drink and cry. Preacher man said, “Baby, why don’t you help yourself?” But I’m too low-down to even try. I’ve drank up all my brandy, finished all my wine, I need your love candy, Make me feel just fine. I was a real good girl for most Of my early life, I figured someday I’d make some Man a real good wife. I always washed my knickers, Pressed my blue, blue jeans, I’ve got no idea how I got so mean. Now my man he up and left me, Left me in the dust – Doctor, lawyer, banker Tell me who can I trust? (chorus)