Malcolm Holcombe - Mister In Morgantown lyrics

Go on an' hand 'em to me good buddy o' mine We're cruisin' with the blues an' the cufflinks shinin' Turn loose o' yo' belt an' pull into my face Hard up the elevator to the perculator place Go on an' pace yourself slammin' everyone else' One eye watchin' always one cigarette left Hingin' on the door you can find myself Slung up tight as a tick on a mongrel in Morgantown I'm sorry, thank you Yes sir, It's mister in Morgantown Same ol' tales about squealin' and bleedin' Blame some ol' man starin' atcha in the TV I got locked up brakes in a system overheatin' Drivin' too fast off a road o' good reason I'm sorry, thank you Yes sir, It's mister in Morgantown Welcome to Morgantown my friends The population's agravatin' plenty 'round here Straighten yo' jacket look down an' whisper Yes sir, it's mister in Morgantown Now lemme use the phone I know a phony talkin' man He digs in the woods for food an' gonna cover me good I know a party downtown an' I don't need no jacket Turn loose o' the blues an' the cufflinks shinin' But no I'm sorry, thank you Yes sir, it's mister in Morgantown Straighten yo' jacket look down an' whisper Yes sir, it's mister in Morgantown I'm sorry, thank you Yes sir, it's mister in Morgantown