Lyrics
Sweet Leaf / Funk Fresh Country Club | Sweet Leaf / Funk Fresh Country Club |
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Written by tony iommi, bill ward, geezer butler, ozzy osbourne (sweet leaf), whitfield crane and eric philips (funky fresh country club)
I cant forget you, for your suprize You introduced me, to my mind And left me wanting, you and your kind Oh yeah! Straight people dont know, what your about They put you down and shut you out You gave to me a new belief And soon the world will love you sweet leaf Oh yeah! Funky fresh tunes And youre walking down the street And youre trying to find the girl That you really want to meet Youre flying past the reef And youre drinking shrunking heads You wake up in the morning And you wish that you were dead As you stagger home In the blackest form of night The rollers out in force baby Theyre looking for a fight You try to play the game You try to pass the test But the only thing in sight baby Is the sight of your arrest Jail cell - living hell Cains off me Im free Doing time - one more time Mine, all mine, all mine Now the country club is cold And the country club is mean The attendants at the country club Aint something to be seen If youre messing with my girl Youre messing with your life Cause Im gonna cut you With a big, big knife You bet your fuckin life Now as you stagger home In the blackest form of night The rollers out in force baby Theyre looking for a fight You try to play the game You try to pass the test But the only thing in sight baby Is the sight of your arrest Jail cell - living hell Cains off me Im free Doing time - one more time Mine, all mine, all mine I wanna tell you a story baby I hope you wanna hear I wanna tell you a story baby I hope you wanna hear Going downtown in the back of a car Some mothafucka left the door ajar Remember what your parents said Be home by eight and in your bed Now as you stagger home In the blackest form of night The rollers out in force baby Theyre looking for a fight You try to play the game You try to pass the test But the only thing in sight baby Is the sight of your arrest Jail cell - living hell Cains off me Im free Doing time - one more time Mine, all mine, all mine |

