Got everything a man could want, but I ain't got no blues Success for me could only lead to my immediate doom 'cause I can't play the blues in an airconditioned
I've been trying to get to you for a long time 'Cause constantly you've been on my mind I was thinking 'bout a short cut that I could take But I found
My my my Look at all the faces There ain't nobody feelin' outta place here 'Cause they're movin' and they're groovin' and it sure looks good to me Excusez
From the bottom From the bottom From the bottom Oh boys, I'm Hollywood bound From the bottom From the bottom From the bottom Oh boys, I'm Hollywood bound
Nassau's gone funky Nassau's gone soul We've got a doggone beat now We gonna call our very own Nassau rock and Nassau roll Nassau's got a whole lotta
I was born in Chicago in 1941 I was born in Chicago in 1941 Well, my father told me "Son, you had better get a gun" Well, my first friend went down when
Well, now when I get the blues, gonna get me a rockin' chair Well, now when I get the blues, gonna get me a rockin' chair And when the blues overtake
Hey Well, my temperature's rising and my feet on the floor Twenty people rockin' and there wanna go more Let me in baby, I don't know what you've got
Going back to Miami, going back to Miami Going back to my girl, going back to my girl I said I'm going back to Miami, going back to Miami Going back to
Pretty baby Would you ride with me tonight Pretty pretty pretty pretty baby Would you groove with me tonight Won't you groove with me baby While the moon
Speech by Elwood: All right people. The rest of the hard working all star Blues Brothers are gonna be out here in a minute, including my little brother
[Incomprehensible] Roll me a great big spliff Hey there sugar darlin', let me tell you somethin' Girl, I've been tryin' to say You look so sweet and
I went balling the other night I started drinking and got real tight I blew each and all my friends I felt so good, I had to blow it again I said, "Hey
I've got a '65 Cadillac Spare tire on the back Charge card at Goblatts But I ain't got you I've got women to the right of me Women to the left of me
Sick and tired by the way you do Good time papa gonna poison you Sprinkle goofer dust all around your bed Wake up one of these days, find your own self
Yeah baby, yeah, I've been drinkin' And I, I shouldn't come by, no But I found myself in trouble, darlin' And I had nowhere else to go Got some whiskey
Early in the morning 'bout the break of day That's when my baby went away Crying and pleading won't do no good Come back baby, I wish you would I love
Everybody needs somebody, everybody needs somebody to love Someone to love, Sweetheart to miss, Sugar to kiss Honey and you, you, you, Honey and you