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I was playing bottle neck off Newport Street and she was walking by in from back east. Bean dip on my lip and all my tips in a jar, the summer time heat could melt a western star. By the time I hit the bridge the sun went green flash and she was diggin at my groove like a phonograph. I knew that I had to hit it, skip the needle baby, just spin it. Italian people on a catamaran like Hawaii-Five-O or Little Japan. They put a lei on my neck when I step off the plane, after a country-mile high club meeting. It was like Cinderella from Dana Dane. Like playing Operation but the buzzer never rang. So I posted those pics on facebook and tagged the keyword as Captain Cook, because the booty was there for the taking – Hawaii, Brasil, Cape May and Bacon – cause I got no money, but I got free time.

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from Number One Blues Band, released May 7, 2011
produced by Wes Davis

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