Adam Green - Nat King Cole lyrics

Oh, I'm going with Darlene in a
Tragical part of the night
But, I wish she would bring me
A place of morning spectacular life
Make it last just a few, brother's knew
Brother's lovers proclaim
Down at the subway station
Just a few brother's mother's remain
Oh help the children

Down at the television station momma
Your bored, getting tired
But baby you ain't trying to warn
Me that the macro-D getting fired
Just like those bored down
Now second old cures
That we said, hubba hubba
Just like that funny little lady momma
Tidy and clean, just like butter yeah
Oh everybody no no no Nat King Cole
No no no Nat King Cole
No no Nat no no Nat no no Nat King Cole baby
Your giving birth to a jealous lover, baby
The situation is out of your hands momma
A funny little lady, and Johnny laid a flower
They gonna get me momma going home now yeah

Now I've been monkey-ing around, but a beat
Bobbing free-wheeling guy
But this lean Adam Green found this
Motel is how I get by

I got a hole in my berol Cheryl
She let me out in the cold
I got a hundred one fever momma
Should not be acting so old
She acted so old now yeah

Woooo, break it down now
Nat King Cole, Nat King Cole
Nat King Cole, Nat King Cole
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