Rusty Hinge Lyrics
Rusty Hinge - Chick Webb
Rusty hinge on the bench
Never satisfied with what I've got
I'm a good for nothing rusty hinge
Always cringe
I'll be drinking my corn
Till Gabriel blows his horn
That music gets me swinging
Maybe I don't know
What it means to swing
Baby I don't care
When I open my mouth and start to swing
Rusty hinge on a bench
Never satisfied with what I've got
I'm a good for nothing rusty hinge