G. Love & Special Sauce

Me and my band
All must agree we like to get groovy
With the sounds of the old time
We like to jam cause man
Sounds from the bandstand
Hand for the cause man
Hang from the old ones
The tones the gear the props and ride very much in
Chilling outside
Going way back...
From where music really started
I'm a child of the eighties
From where i departed since then i started
A collection of the people
Who started it all
I reckon
I kept them
In my sock like money
Blues music...

It's all about rocking the van not rock to roll
Sway to sway
Shocks work out i play
What that fly girl sabine say...
About eight miles to the gallon that's some
Hiway sailing
Cool cool lounging
Atlantic city bounding
1920's to the 1970's a stream
Pool solid steady
Getting ready real cool
The earth amp sock hat hihat dope
Dobro d'addario strings for my things
The bass wial sings
Let the rhyme bring
The tense of the time
The old time
Blues music

Blind lemon jefferson and juice
B.m.w's the proof frosty albert collins bukkha white
Booker t james brown
Jimmy smith at the console
The soul with the girls aretha
Chakka khan the show solid gold
Cisco and sonny lead belly too
Peoples that rode with woody and you bob dylan
A million sears silvertone guitars
Heard the licks no need to take them nowhere
Blues music

It's like chewing gum with your headphones on
Drinking lemonade
Chilling on the front porch after running ball
Like you lost a twenty dollar bill
You got a free ticket from the scratch and win
Its like the swimsuit issue
Could i get a tissue?
Its' like you and your baby got nasty cut off and left alone now making eyes
On the city bus again grandma cooks blueberry pie
Little sister got a boyfriend
It's like smoking the ride
The final right
The vinyl rides
Blues music...

Cooling out cooling out
Waiting form my lady got the special sauce that's why she's my baby my baby
My baby
And of course i'll do anything for her anything she wants
It's sure honey sure
Got a sharp mouth a sharp tongue gimme gimme gimme some
Don't take to that gimme gimme none
You got to work desere it earn it to own it
Once you got never ever going to leave it alone don't take wise cracking or
Forgetting never been stood up
She does the stepping

My baby got sauce
Your baby ain't sweet like mine
She got sauce
Your baby ain't sweet like mine
She got sauce...

That's some funky lemonade you got going there babe
Is it special for me
Did you make it today
I'll always stop by if you like me to
I'll do anything that you could ever want for me to do
A kis for some of this
A smile and it's done
Miss i'm your mister
My sister's your sister
My mother's your mother father's your father
It all started when i kissed her it was love at first sight
Better when it started
I ain't broken hearted but baby
I need some time alone with the crew to do the stupid things that we used to do
Upon this she dropped me
With a frying pan
This is love i'm not gonna leave it

My baby's got sauce
Your baby ain't sweet like mine

My baby's got sauc eand of course as a matter of course she does what she
Wants to cause she's the boss
Please don't tell my friends about the situation
They think i'm on some extended vacation
I don't get out to see my boys anymore
Only time i leave the house is to go to the store for what she wants what she
Wants what she wants me for
What could she want this time
I'm all hers
She ain't even hardly mine
Believe me what she do at night i don't know
I could guess it ain't right
She got me waiting comes in late and i'm trying not to raise my voice
Negotiating it
She'll win the argument
Shouldn't even started it i'm broken hearted i can't be parted
I need a taste
So i count my loss mmmmm

My baby got sauce

I may had forgot that
But it seems i'm here to stay new
Town to town
Room to room
Room to move
Time to lose in my room
Or call to telephone my baby's house
She ain't never home
Ain't there ain't nowhere
She lets it ring

I keep thinking to home
Sick
Of thinking for home
I keep talking
Just for talking
Tired
Of talking it's the
Moon
Walking even he gets some...

When the school lets out and the shifts are done
Get the boys together get a ball get a run
Lace up the sneaks kick off them shoes
I'll admit i play to win yo cause i don't like to lose
At seger park they've got the best competition
Good moves baby - i'm the definition

They shooting hoops
Yeah yeah yeah
They playing basketball

I learned at old pine, see i'm the school yard hustler
I had my hardknocks now i'm an off the backboard buster
I could fake to the left penetrate like mike
Or 360 in the air as dominique might
I could pass like magic
I could shoot like the bird, after a doctor j dunk
The courtside drunk said good lord

They shooting hoops
Yeah yeah yeah
They playing basketball

Lunch from a hot dog stand a pretzel and a pop
We've been playing all day cause we've had this court non stop
The city sun is hot - all the courts they steaming
Bright eyed yong ball handlers are believing and dreaming
Hoping some day all this playing will be paying
That's what all the sideline junkies smoking reefer keep saying

They shooting hoops
Yeah yeah yeah
They playing basketball

Spring has sprung cause all it does is rain
Again outside is dull walls as dull drive
The sea has called fog from the waters
City screams for suns and daughters
Owned by the nights
But they ain't all of that
Tainted cats freaks to roll
Cool in the packs
I'm in the basement mixing
Tripping off my lips and
Elixing my mind with the nightlife
Spring comes misting
Drunk and listening to am radio
Remembering pump up the volume cause
I know i got it
The soul of speakers thought
I shed skins of old
When i'm taught by the older
Records that i caught i get fat
In my pad i'm not bad
Not smiling passing for time to take a while
Wasting from the wild as i walk to slide

I bring from inside from the center
Epicenter radius oval roll you smooth you
Mold you, i'm like that
Moon to sun to start this seed
Water drip drop drip drop
Your boogie ball your rubber ball
The smooth of a weathered wall
The cycles of the systems
The circles within them
I walk to slide

Walk the slide on the outside
Walk the mile on the in
Keep it clouds on the outside
Keep it cool on the in
Lost in the spin
The face folds to melt the mask
It's hard to get help when
You're coming from the down low
Growing to know the smooth
In change
I walk to slide

From the tombs i got tunes
Like the spoonful
House to groove freng to groove
The falling sun
We've had our fun
The sunset came so still
Stays the same

This town's so hype it's got sould
As a philly cat
I'm with the roll
And the swing of my things
How they work like clockwork
Tick tock tick tock
Times always lurking in your head

Got to go to work and get fed
That man didn't eat but he goes to sleep
Gets up at dawn not to see the sunrise
But because it's too damn cold outside
Underneat the bridge they punp the city's bilge
Into the alley they sweep the city's filth
The flowers wilt the flowers wilt
Don't tell me about no game
Cause that is a man
And his family
Revolution family
Look at the family
Dig the family
They're living the wrong way
Can't get nothing
Don't get nothing all they wanted was
Something like a job - mercy mercy
But its robbed - mercy mercy
And there's so many street side
Beggars and disabled veterans
Glass-eyed and peddling
Drunk and just meddling
So you conclude it's their fault
They like the street they must like the asphalt
But that is man woman and children
The system has stalled shelter's home
That's not what i call it
I call it bad health
Some say help themselves
Yo if you you gots it

Every hundred people a dollar in change
Every hundred people a dollar in change

This ain't living
This ain't living
Oh no

You know it's rough, had enough of holding a
Cup full of spare change
The doctor diagnosed me as a
Dome full of bad brains
So, toe to toe with employers
Cause they're telling me no
Hooked on prescription drugs
So i stay broke, i'd run away
But you can't run away from

Yourself or your health so
I deal with the cards that i'm dealt
Tweet-a-leet-leet
The morning bird sounding sweet
Though i sleep on the streets
I have a feeling i'm free
From society's hand picked hypocrisy
Mercy mercy don't give a damn for me
Mercy mercy now what am i going to eat
Peek through the windows of the restaurant
People eating caviar fifty bucks on lunch
A hand-me-down meal
Full of god knows what
Put it away in my gut
Quick and then i wonder
Why i'm sick, brick for brick
I know the city like my hand print
Just a pit in the gutter
Of a skid-row ditch
But i'll survive the pain
Let me know i'm alive
But i still feel that
This ain't living

Check my beat dig they rhythm
Me belly full but me hungry so i fill it
Once i start gaining taxes start taking
Cause the governments perfected funk faking
Breaking me down striking me down
What goes around comes around but
I keep rising seeing through the lies and
The surprise comes when i see myself
The music i felt
I'm on

This ain't living
This ain't living
Oh no