Emilie-Claire Barlow - Freddie Freeloader lyrics

There's this cat his name is freddie
This cat's a bartender
Well known by anyone hip
And he can mix the kind of drinks
That you won't forget
One sip and you'll flip and for chasers
Freddie's got some stuff for hip lips
Groovy stuff for your cup let the flow go
Get down and drink it up
I swear he made it up himself
And it'll hypnotize an elf
Them drinks that freddie mix
Ain't no ail that they won't fix
For each emotion freddie got a potion
He's known to have you toxified
Before you know you're even dry
Just mention his name

All the cats know freddie he serves one
So freddie deserves one
Cause tendin' bar the way that freddie does
He tends to unnerve one so all day
He juices all day, freddie
But all that bread don't reach the till
Though i 'ain't sayin' freddie stealin'
If you know him at all
Then it's a cinch that you know he will
Ever-ready freddie with a paw so steady
I seen him sink one drink
Before the next half was ready
He's got a style that's all i know
Freddie's on time the juice is on tap
It's all his own the one to meet is freddie
He'll make your drink, he's ready
Go see fred, you know where
He's your man, he'll be there
With shooters and bottles
He'd love to get you drunk

And you all know fred 'cause you need him
You sure would love to meet him
Straight flyin' he's steady
Freddie's got your substance
Free dues, free booze that's freddie
He isn't good looking yet handsome
You want some credit? He can spare some
'cause serving drinks is what he does
Groovier than most men
He's readyin' them up in case you come in
'cause freddie really loves that
Thing called be-bop
Let the cats drink every drop
While he digs on it nonstop
Cause cats have no doubt that he's fine
Your throat's dry

Knowing that that's the place
That freddie gets down and gets ya high
Without ever worryin' 'bout payment
Freddie has a handle on
All the things about this place
So you never have to even think about it
Just have him hold on to some drinks and
Your tab's all paid let the good times roll
And pour me anoher drink as
A toast to old freddie
The cat that's hip and where it was
And where it's at he used to be such a solid
Old fella of the church
He used to be so good boy
He had his religion
But now as the devil's moved
In and had his way
You'll find that he can be tempted
With even the tiniest smidgen
So drink up all this style
Have a breakdown when he's around
And now my cat's you know that
He'll fix somethin' up for you
Soon as he gets back around the bar
It's such a brew

You need another one to help
You see it through i heard him say that
Speakin' of fred he's got the
Ugly kind of face that only a mom could love
And i know freddie don't play that
The one to meet is freddie
He'll make your drink he's ready
Go see fred, you know where
He's my man he'll be there
With shooters, and bottles
He'd love to get you drunk
And you all know fred 'cause you need him
You sure would love to meet him
Straight flyin' he's steady
Freddie's got your substance
Free booze, free blues that's freddie
Free booze, free dues that's freddie
Free dues, free blues that's fred