My Head Hurts, My Feet Stink and I Don't Love Jesus Karaoke - Jimmy Buffett

To nagranie jest coverem My Head Hurts, My Feet Stink and I Don't Love Jesus rozsławionym przez Jimmy Buffett

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Z wokalem (with or without vocals in the KFN version)

Tempo: variable (around 90 BPM)

Tonacja taka jak orginał: G

Czas trwania: 02:37 - Podgląd na stronie: 01:16

Data wydania: 1976
Genres: Country, W języku angielskim
Słowa oryginalne: Jimmy Buffett

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Tekst My Head Hurts, My Feet Stink and I Don't Love Jesus

My head hurts

My feet stink and I don't love Jesus

It's that kind of mornin'

Really was that kind of night

Tryin' to tell myself that my condition is improvin' and if

I don't die by Thursday

I'll be roarin' Friday night

Went down to the snake pit to drink a little beer

Listen to the jukebox

Merle was comin' in clear

All of a sudden I wad'n alone

Pickin' country music with ol' Joe Bones

Duval Street was rockin'

My eyes they started poppin'

Because there she sat at the corner of the bar as I broke another string on my ol' guitar

Someone call a cab

Lady won't ya pay my tab

And now my head hurts

My feet stink and I don't love Jesus

It's that kinda mornin'

Really was that kinda night

Tryin' to tell myself that my condition is improvin' and if

I don't die by Thursday

I'll be roarin' Friday night

Gotta get a little orange juice and a Darvon for my head

I can't spend all day baby layin' in the bed

I'm goin' down to Fausto's get some chocolate milk

Can't spend my life in yer sheets of silk

I've got to find my way

Crawl out and greet the day

But now my head hurts

My feet stink and I don't love Jesus

It's that kinda mornin'

Really was that kinda night

Tryin' to tell myself that my condition is improvin' and if

I don't die by Thursday

I'll be roarin' Friday night

Let me tell ya I be roarin' Friday night

I mean I'll be roarin'

Friday night

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My Head Hurts, My Feet Stink and I Don't Love Jesus Karaoke - Jimmy Buffett

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