Long Time Comin’ Songtext
von The Quireboys
Long Time Comin’ Songtext
It′s been a long time comin' that′s a fact
No money in my jeans, no shirt on my back
What can I do, what can I say
I get a job but there's no way
I gotta get somethin' that′s gonna see me through, yeah
I′ll get a rich, rich mama to make my dreams come true
It weren't a long time comin′ 'til I knew where I was
I had everything from diamonds to cars
Was the only love, I could have it all
Hundred dollar bill every time I call
She′d always say, "Hey honey I'll look after you", yeah
But with a rich, rich mama you gotta fuck her too
She′s a long time comin'
I don't mind if she likes it that way
Every night, every day, oh yeah, any
Every old way, she likes it
You love it?
She′s a long time comin′ every time I played
Finish the job boy and you don't get paid
Kinda strange, sicken somewhere
Let me tell ya boy this is what I say
Any old time is a good time for fun
With a rich, rich mama, you get the money and run
No money in my jeans, no shirt on my back
What can I do, what can I say
I get a job but there's no way
I gotta get somethin' that′s gonna see me through, yeah
I′ll get a rich, rich mama to make my dreams come true
It weren't a long time comin′ 'til I knew where I was
I had everything from diamonds to cars
Was the only love, I could have it all
Hundred dollar bill every time I call
She′d always say, "Hey honey I'll look after you", yeah
But with a rich, rich mama you gotta fuck her too
I don't mind if she likes it that way
Every night, every day, oh yeah, any
Every old way, she likes it
You love it?
She′s a long time comin′ every time I played
Finish the job boy and you don't get paid
Kinda strange, sicken somewhere
Let me tell ya boy this is what I say
Any old time is a good time for fun
With a rich, rich mama, you get the money and run
Writer(s): Jonathan Gray, Richard Bailey Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com

