Oh... West Palm Beach...

What the fuck are you smokin'... wooooaa



Dance.....

Yeeeaah.....



Get yourself a cooler lay yourself low

Coincidental murder with nothing to show

The judge constipation will go to his head

And his wife's aggravation you're soon enough dead



It's the same old story

Same old song and dance my friend... sing it

(It's the same old story)

(Same old song and dance my friend)



Yeah... gotcha with the cocaine they found wit'chor gun

No smoothy face lawyer to get'cha undone

You say love ain't the same on the south side of town

You could look but you ain't gonna find it around



Same old story

Same old song and dance my friend

It's the same old story

Same old story same old song and dance



Listen... When your fate starts knockin'

Doors start lockin'

Your old time connection

Change your direction

You ain't gonna change it

Can't rearrange it

Can't stand the pain when

It's all the same to you my friend

Yeah it's true... my friend.... wak gi gi goa

Come on come on come on come on... yeah



When you're low down and dirty from walkin' the street

Wit'chor old hurdy gurdy and nothin' to eat

You say love ain't the same the south side a town

You could look but you ain't gonna find it around



Same old story

Same old song and dance my friend

It's the same old story

Same old story same old song and dance... eah yeah eah yeah...



Gimmie some...

Snap your fingers or somethin'...



She won't be livin' my dues... yeah

She want the heart of romance

She wanna fuck with no dude... yeah

She wants the heart of romance... uh huh

She wants an actual south side lady

She want she want... south side lady

She want she want... south side lady

She want she want... shout



Mr Tom Hamilton

Gimmie some... gimmie some

Thankyou