Jump Street (Live Version)

Jump Street - Boz Scaggs

Written by：B. Scaggs/D. Paich/Joe Wissert

Dawn came sneaking like a skinny snake

The harder they go the harder I ache

Get so high

Down so low

Somebody tell me 'bout this debt I owe

West side bomber looked like a comer

Looked like I'll be back at school

Put two on the nose

And look how she goes

Little trained squeeze look like a fool

Rock on

And I'm gone

Stone gone

Said you can forget about me

And I'm gone

Stone gone

Working girls just tryin' to get ahead

Somebody's bound to end up dead

And honey

You better stop coming down on me

On me

Stop

Jump street

Sally comes creeping at the break of dawn

Can't figure out whose side I'm on

Bomber comes back like a ringin' a bell

Knows a good thing and she knows it well

Well enough best left alone

Wish your mamma had kept you at home

Wish your mamma had kept the evidence

Worrying about the feds has crucified me for dead

She wish I was dead

Well I wish I was dead

But I'm gone

Stone gone

As gone as I can be

And I'm gone

So gone

Don't look much like a Saturday night

Honey don't look for those flashing lights

But baby

You'd better stop coming down on me

Stop coming down on me

I don't need it

Stop coming down on me

Ow

Jump street

And I'm gone

Stone gone

You can forget about me yeah

I'm gone

Stone gone

So long

Workin' girls just tryin' to get ahead

Somebody's bound to end up dead

And honey

You better stop coming down on me

Stop your coming down

Stop coming down on me yeah

Stop coming down on me

Look out funk

Jump street