Rolled Up

Long Beach Dub Allstars

Composição de: Cassandra Wilson/Marshall Goodman/Michael Miguel Happoldt/Robert Smith
Uh 
Rolled up 
Rolled up again 
Rolled up 
Right in front of my friends 
I was rockin' like a star 
Closed down all the bars 
and now I'm sitting in this holding cell 

Sad but true 
cuz I need you 
Come get me out of jail 
Please Please 
You're my only friend 
that I know 
who's got something to live 
post my bail 

Cheese sandwich, Orange Juice 
I've even had to fight to keep my shoes 
I don't got no phone or credit cards to use 
And it's late at night and this calling card's gonna have to do 
Sad but true 
Cuz I need you 
Come get me out of jail 
Please Please 
You're my only friend 
that I know 
who's got something to live 
post my bail 

Have you ever had a brother man but not of control 
and if pull it, that's the place, that's the world 
Ever had a brother man but not of control 
One take the lord, send your deepest regards 
Get gaserated and the cell smells like beer 
Try to wake someone up and get the hell out of here 
Last thing I remember, I heard the last call 
My pocket's controlled by alcohol 
(Aww man I better get out of here) 
And Lita is my angel 
I've been floating on the sea 
Been once been once that boat bad 
She's gonna need no id 
Cheri's down, bail you out 
You better not mess 'em around 
nooo no 
Well I got caught with 10 pounds 
Sad but true 
cuz I need you 
Come get me out of jail 
Please Please 
You're my only friend 
that I know 
who's got something to live 
post my bail 
Rolled up
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