Mr. Big Lyrics
11. 30 Days In The Hole
All right, all right, all right She called up an old friend Talkin' bout Black Lebanese A dirty room and a silver Coke spoon Give me my release... come on Black Napolese It got ya weak in your knees They're gonna seize some dust That you got bust on You know it's hard to believe 30 days in the hole 30 days in the hole...ahwoo 30 days in the hole (That's what they give me) 30 days in the hole New Castle Brown I'm tellin' ya can sure smack you down Ya take a greasy whore in a rolling dance floor Got your head spinnin' round If ya live on the road Well, there's a new highway code Ya take the urban noise And some terrible poison Gonna lessen your load [Chorus/Breakdown/2nd verse/3rd verse repeat]
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