All the Way Down Songtext
von Etta James

Out on the street the summer heat
Boys playing games changing their names
Pulling tricks, getting their kicks
All the way down
Let it ride

Meetin′ the stars in funky bars
Shiny new cars and back door lies
Trying to hike or any other type of ride
All the way down
Let it ride

Trying everything now, gotta check it out
Trying everything now, gotta check it out
Hey, girl, you want a blow?
Why not? I got nowhere to go


Benny the Albino says don't be a whino
Try these here flakes, they got what it takes
To make you a star and change who you are, said
All the way down
Let it ride

Tell me were you satisfied? Did you mix it?
Did you like it? Ooh
Tell me, was it good to you
I wanna know did you make enough money
Did you make enough money to go down in style
Or did you find yourself just dying, dying, dying
After a while?

Got to get off, got to get off
I got to, got to, got to, got to get off
Please help me, help me to git off now, now
Before I freeze, and before I can come up off my knees
And lose my key to freedom
Oh, and go all the way down, all the way down