Lowdown (Live)
Lyrics
Baby's into runnin' around, hangin' with the crowd Puttin' your business in the street, talkin' out loud Sayin' you bought her this and that, how much you done spent? I swear she must believe it's all Heaven sentfull lyrics...
Baby's into runnin' around, hangin' with the crowd Puttin' your business in the street, talkin' out loud Sayin' you bought her this and that, how much you done spent? I swear she must believe it's all Heaven sentfull lyrics...
Features Of This Song
electric rock instrumentationextensive vamping
minor key tonality
a vocal-centric aesthetic
an electric guitar solo
electric pianos
classic rhodes sound
vocal harmonies
heavy instrumental improvisation
These are just a few of the hundreds of attributes cataloged for this song by the Music Genome Project.
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Got to have a Jones for this Jones for that Got you thinking like that boy To the sad, sad truth, the dirty lowdown Shame to you Hey boy you better bring the chick around Turn on that old lovelight and turn a 'Maybe' to a 'Yes' Hey son better get on back to town Same old schoolboy game got you into this mess An' face the sad old truth, the dirty lowdown An' I wonder, wonder, wonder, wonder who I wonder, wonder, wonder, wonder who I wonder, wonder, wonder, wonder Baby's into runnin' around, hangin' with the crowd Ohh look out for that lowdown Who I wonder, wonder, wonder, wonder who? I swear she must believe it's all Heaven sent And this runnin' with the Jones's boy just ain't where it's at Puttin' your business in the street, talkin' out loud Taught her how to talk like that Who I wonder, wonder, wonder, wonder who? Lookin' at God in her face and the sand Sayin' you bought her this and that, how much you done spent? Yea Who I wonder, wonder, wonder, wonder? This 'Dog eat dog' existence sure is gettin' old Nothin' you can't handle, nothin' you ain't got Put the money on the table and drive it off the lot You gonna come back around Come on back down little son yeah Who I wonder, wonder, wonder, wonder who? Got you with a smile That dirty, dirty, dirty, dirty lowdown Got you thinking like that Publisher: HUDMAR PUBLISHING COMPANY Who I wonder, wonder, wonder, wonder who? Who I wonder, wonder, wonder, wonder who? Who I wonder, wonder, wonder, wonder who? To the sad, sad truth, the dirty lowdown You ain't got to be so bad, got to be so cold Dig the low, low, low, low, lowdown I wonder, wonder, wonder, wonder who Gave her that big idea Put those ideas in your head Songwriters: David F Paich, Boz Scaggs


