Текст песни 2 Kool 2 Be 4-Gotten - Lucinda Williams
You
can't
depend
on
anything
really
There's
no
promises,
there's
no
point
There's
no
good,
there's
no
bad
In
this
dirty
little
joint
No
dope
smoking,
no
beer
sold
after
12
o'clock
Rosedale
Mississippi,
Magic
City
Juke
Joint
Mr.
Johnson
sings
over
in
a
corner
by
the
bar
Sold
his
soul
to
devil
so
he
can
play
guitar
Too
cool
to
be
forgotten,
hey-hey
Too
cool
to
be
for
gotten
Man
running
through
the
grass
outside
Says
he
wants
to
take
up
serpents
Says
he
will
drink
the
deadly
thing
And
it
will
not
hurt
him
House
rule,
no
exceptions
No
bad
language,
no
gambling,
no
fighting
Sorry,
no
credit,
don't
ask
Bathroom
wall
reads
"Is
God
the
answer?
Yes"
Too
cool
to
be
forgotten,
hey-hey
Too
cool
to
be
forgotten
June
bug
versus
hurricane
June
bug
versus
hurricane,
hey-hey
I
had
a
lover,
I...
I
thought
he
was
mine
Thought
I'd
always
be
his
valentine
Leaning
agianst
the
railing
of
a
Lake
Charles
bridge
Overlooking
the
river,
leaning
over
the
edge
He
asked
me,
"Would
you
jump
into
the
water
with
me?"
I
told
him,
"No
way
baby,
that's
your
own
death,
you
see"
Too
cool
to
be
forgotten,
hey-hey
Too
cool
to
be
forgotten
June
bug
versus
hurricane
June
bug
versus
hurricane,
hey-hey
Hey,
hey
Hey,
hey
Hey-hey
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