After Robert Johnson

[wytchcroft]

the real thing is under the cut as well.

Come on out My Kitchen (take 1)

Uuuuh Uuuuh Uuuuh...

You better come on
out my kitchen

babe, it's goin' to be rainin' indoors


Ah, the house I love

got flooded by my (not exactly) best friend

that joker got lucky

but for me it was an accident

You better come on
out my kitchen

baby, it's goin' to be rainin' indoors

Oh-ah, it's gone

I know the dry won't come back

I've taken the  cigarette

out of  my anorak

You better come on
out my kitchen

babe, it's goin' to be rainin' indoors

spoken: Oh, can't you hear that wind howl?

Oh-y', can't you hear that wind would howl?

You better come on
out my kitchen

babe, it's goin' to be rainin' indoors

When a fella gets in trouble

everybody throws 'em down

Lookin; for a good friend

none can be found

You better come on
out my kitchen

baby, it's goin' to be rainin' indoors

night time's comin'

it's gonna be slow

You can't make the night time, babe

Be dry for long, so

You better come on
out my kitchen

cause, it's goin' to be rainin' indoors
....................

or if you prefer.
go here for the real lyrics
and here for the MAN. 

Comments

[aliasse.livejournal.com]

Why would she be interested in you? (Edgy British humour alert.)

[wytchcroft.livejournal.com]

Why?

Because of my edgy British humour. Obviously.

^^

[aliasse.livejournal.com]

No. For that, she'd just stare at you with that blank-faced yet at the same time slightly-suspicious look with which Foreigners respond to edgy humour. And you'd think 'Oh Christ, I forgot', and try and find someone else to talk to.