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The Victim (Album Version)

B.B.King1981年1月1日

The Victim (Album Version) 歌詞

 

The Victim (Album Version) - B.B. King

Written by:Mac RebennackDoc Pomus

I was born in the country

 

Raised in a ghetto street

 

Born in the country

 

Raised in a ghetto street

 

Ever since I was old enough to be one

 

I've been the victim of every woman I meet

 

Every time I meet a pretty girl

 

I lose my self control

 

Bad enough to lose your self control

 

But every time you lose your bankroll

Born in the country

 

Raised in a ghetto street

 

Ever since I've been old enough to be one

 

I tell you the girls have been fussing over me

 

Country girls are slick

 

City girls are slicker

 

And the way they keep on slicking me

 

They keep getting me sicker and sicker and sicker and sicker

I was born in the country

 

Raised in a ghetto street

 

And ever since I was old enough to be one

 

I've been the victim of every woman I meet

 

I was born in the country

 

Said I was raised in a ghetto street

 

I was born in the country

 

Said I was raised in a ghetto street

 

And ever since I've been old enough to be one

 

I tell you the women have been trying to make a fool out of me

 

Every time I meet a pretty girl

 

I lose my self control

 

Bad enough to lose your self control

But every time you lose your bankroll

Born in the country

 

Raised in a ghetto street

 

And ever since I've been old enough to be one

 

I tell you I've been the victim of every woman I meet

 

Country girls are slick

 

City girls are slicker

 

The way they keep on slicking me

They keep getting me sicker and sicker and sicker

Born in the country

 

Raised in a ghetto street

 

Ever since I've been old enough to be one

 

I've been the victim of every woman I meet

 

Got a room in a third floor walk up

 

Landlady flung herself at me

 

Couldn't pay my rent for three months

And she said go man go back to be free

 

Born in the country

 

Raised in a ghetto street

 

Ever since I've been old enough to be one

 

I've been the victim of every woman I meet

 

Cold outside

 

The ground was covered with snow

 

But she threw me and my trunk out the window

And she hollared look out victim falling below

Yes born in the country

 

Raised in a ghetto street

 

And ever since I've been old enough to be one

 

 

Women have been trying to make a fool out of me