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Red Nuts Gin by I-Roy Lyrics

Genre: pop | Year: 1974

Now since Mr. Belly's called the telephone
You can open your ears and feel it in your bone

Because right now I'm about to tip your tone and crank your bone, I tell you
Baby, right now I'm standing in front of my microphone
Alright
When I tell you I'm okay, I mean I'm bound to win
And when I tell you red nuts and gin, kinda mean understanding, overstanding
When I tell you baby, it's come to this calamity, I tell you say
Now each and every day I gotta make love and I got to play
Sometimes I pray

Alright, okay
You win
I'm in love with you
Alright, okay
You win
I'm in love with you
I've tried and I've tried and I've tried
So baby, I'm in love with you
Alright, okay
You win
I'm in love with you, I tell you, that won't be no sin
Alright, okay
You win
So I'm in love with you
I've tried and I've cried all day
So baby, got to jump and play

Each and every day you got to hear me when I say "Alright, okay"
And I mean I'm in the mood, I need some night food, I don't wanna be rude
If you lock your door, baby, then I will intrude, I tell you
In a funny mood
I'm sexy and I'm cool and I know the golden rule and I go to school
I don't like to sit on stool, I say

Alright, alright
Alright, [?] Beverley kinda call me pinky, but I say I [?]
And I tell you, I'm no jinx, I tell you, alright
But I'd rather be dead if I can't get no bread, it would go to my head
And I'm feeling red, alright, I'm dreader than dread

Alright, okay
You win
Oh baby, oh baby
Oh baby, that would be no sin, if you would keep on coming in, I tell you
And if you ain't got no wing, you gotta flap your fin, I tell you, keep on coming in
Oh yeah
Alright, okay
You win
I'm in love with you
Alright, okay
You win
I'm in love with you
I've cried and I've cried, oh baby
So baby, let's get together sometime

Alright, okay
You got something to tell me baby, you just tell it to me sometime, because I'm feeling bad
You know what I want and I just want it bad, and when I can't get it, it makes me mad sometime
When I can't get it, it makes me frisky, baby
And I don't like to drink no whiskey