ronnie-woody wrote on Oct 24
th, 2023 at 12:30pm:
Just noticed something
Mick in the 70s on Jiving Sister Fanny: Well, she hocked my fancy motor and she hocked my electric guitar
Mick in 2023 on Mess It Up: You stole my numbers, you stole my code, you took my keys and then you nicked my phone
It's an old blues/R & B trope. You know - stolen from poor people who get upset when they lose their stuff.I took her out dancing but she drank away my cash
She said, "I'm going to fix my face, don't you worry I'll be back"
I'm looking for her high and low like a mustard for a ham
She was crashed out in the bathroom
In the arms of my best friend
Melody, it was her second name
Melody, it was her second name
Then one day she left me
She took everything that moved
My car, she took my trailer home
She took my Sunday boots
My nose is on her trail
I'm going to catch her by surprise
Then I'm going to have the pleasure
To roast that child alive
And,You can burn my house, steal my car
Drink my liquor from an old fruit-jar
Do anything that you want to do
But uh-uh baby, lay off of my shoes
Don't you step on my blue suede shoes
You can do anything but lay off of my blue suede shoes