Fighting

I should've known you couldn't take it
You had to make it with another man
You know that's true baby
And i can play that game if you can

It's been a long time since i've come here
To give you what you need
My roots are in chicago
But i know where i want to plant my seed

I bet a silver dollar you'd love another
And you know that silver dollar, it would make me rich
Girl like you, easy pitch
But i miss you now you're gone

I'm coming home girl just to show you
What's this man's been living for
A tip for you, don't be surprised baby
When i come busting through that door

I bet a silver dollar you'd love another
And even though that silver dollar would make me rich
I want to tell you that there is a hitch
I miss you know you're gone

And all i got left is my old guitar

She's quite a mediator
A smoother operator you will never see
Said "see you later"
You know one day i disobeyed her openly

She knows music
I know music too, you see
She's got the power
The teen queen, rosalie

She's got the pleasure
Comes from all the cornerstones of the world
She's so fantastic
She's everybody's favorite little record girl

She knows music
I know music too, you see
She's got the power
I got the power, rosalie

Rosalie
Rosalie
Rosalie
Rosalie

Down on me, rosalie
Shine on me will you please

Well chattanooga, lacooda, baooga loosa
You can hear her fine
She makes the choices
Then you'd best be smiling when it's losing time

She knows music
I know music too, you see
She's got the power
She is a tower, rosalie

Rosalie
Rosalie
Rosalie
Rosalie

The paper called it suicide
A bullet from a forty-five
Nobody cared and nobody cried
Don't that make you feel sad?

Peter brent combed his hair
And sent for the police
Policeman came, took peter's name
God, may he rest in peace

No one saw the note beside the body
No one knew the problems
But my god
Suicide

The body remains unidentified
Forgotten in a file
Like the letter that was blown aside
Don't that make you want to smile?

No one was really satisfied
About number eighty-one
The autopsy proved that peter lied
But they never could find the gun

No one saw the note beside the body
No one knew the problems
But my god
Suicide

Up jumped jack on the railroad track
Said "i've got to get out of town"
"it's been really nice knowing you"
"hope to see you around"

Oh the boy he could boogie
Oh the boy can kick a ball
But the boy he got hung up
Smooching in the stalls

You've got to give a little love
To those who love to live
You've got to take a little hate
From those who have to wait

Up jumped john putting his trousers on
Saying "i've got to get out of here"
"hear your lover's footsteps"
"they're coming to near for me my dear"

Oh the boy he could boogie
Oh the boy can kick a ball
But the boy he got hung up
Making love against the wall

You've got to give a little love
To those who love to live
You've got to take a little hate
From those who have to wait

Down and out in the city
Won't you give a boy a break
Juvenile on trial before committee
Taken all he can take

But the king shall have his vengeance
Especially on the poor
Some say preaching to convert him
Me i'm not too sure

Spring she comes and spring she teases
Brings summer winds and summer breezes
Blow through your hair till autumn leaves us
When autumn leaves us, oh how winter freezes

And the child is still breathing
With the beating of a heart (with the beating of the heart)
Some say we are equal
Some a million miles apart

Oh my god
Oh my god

But the king shall have his vengeance
While the queen she represents the innocent
And the child so dependent
But the seasons conquer all

Spring she comes and spring she teases
Brings summer winds and summer breezes
Blow through your hair till autumn leaves us
When autumn leaves, oh how winter freezes

But the king shall have his vengeance
Especially on the poor
Some say preaching to converted
Me i'm not so sure