paroles de chanson Gimme A Pigfoot - Billie Holiday
Up
in
harlem
every
saturday
night
Where
the
highbrows
get
together
It's
just
too
right
They
all
congregate
and
all
night
hop
And
what
they
do
is
ooh
boppa
dap
Ole
hanna
brown
from
way
across
town
Gets
full
of
corn
and
starts
Bringing
them
down
And
at
the
break
of
day
You
can
hear
ole
hanna
say
Gimme
a
pigfoot
and
a
bottle
of
beer
Send
me
a
gate
i
don't
care
Feel
just
like
i
wanna
clown
Give
the
piano
player
a
drink
Because
he's
bringing
me
down
He's
got
rhythm
yeah,
when
he
stamps
his
feet
He
sends
me
right
off
to
sleep
Cheek
all
your
razors
and
all
your
guns
We're
gonna
be
arrested
when
the
wagon
comes
Gimme
a
pigfoot
and
a
bottle
of
beer
Send
me
cause
i
don't
care
I
want
a
pigfoot
and
a
bottle
of
gin
Send
me
daddy
move
right
in
I
feel
just
like
i
wanna
shout
Give
the
piano
player
a
drink
Because
he's
knocking
me
out
He's
got
rhythm
when
he
stamps
his
feet
He
moves
me
right
off
to
sleep
Check
all
your
razors
and
your
guns
Do
the
hueklebuck
until
the
rising
sun
Gimme
a
pigfoot
and
a
bottle
of
gin
Move
me,
'cause
i'm
in
my
sin
Gimme
a
pigfoot
and
a
bottle
of
beer
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