Post by TheWallsScreamedPoetry on Nov 19, 2012 22:18:00 GMT
All right, all right, all right.
All right, come on.
Baby love me.
Baby, she can't care.
Baby love me.
Baby, she cannot care.
Well I wanna tell ya.
She was seventeen.
She was perfect.
Queen of the magazines.
She doesn't care,
What she did.
She didn't give a damn,
What she did.
She was my woman, seventeen.
She was the queen of the magazines, oh right.
I don't know what to tell ya.
She was so good.
Used to feel,
Like I thought she would.
Part of the Rock Is Dead Session recorded after the band got drunk at The Blue Boar restaurant in February 1969.
Adapted by Morrison during the LAW session into what is known as Paris Blues.
All right, come on.
Baby love me.
Baby, she can't care.
Baby love me.
Baby, she cannot care.
Well I wanna tell ya.
She was seventeen.
She was perfect.
Queen of the magazines.
She doesn't care,
What she did.
She didn't give a damn,
What she did.
She was my woman, seventeen.
She was the queen of the magazines, oh right.
I don't know what to tell ya.
She was so good.
Used to feel,
Like I thought she would.
Part of the Rock Is Dead Session recorded after the band got drunk at The Blue Boar restaurant in February 1969.
Adapted by Morrison during the LAW session into what is known as Paris Blues.