Slade – Big Apple Blues lyrics

City streets where the steam and the heat never goes to sleep
What a sight all the yellow and tans and the black and whites
There's also a dark shade of blue struttin' along two by two
Their guns hangin' low like the cowboys you dig in the old gunfights

Chorus
But still I got hooked on them big apple blues
And I got hung up on them big apple blues
And I got strung up on them big apple blues
I ain't got nothin' to lose

Them hot licks from the hicks satisfy the Manhattan chicks
Them cool schmucks get their hooks on the bucks with their s*** looks
They all know how to do what good little girls shouldn't do
I don't care 'bout evasion cos all o' that hassle sucks

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But still I got hooked on them big apple blues
And I got hung up on them big apple blues
And I got strung up on them big apple blues
I ain't got nothin' to lose

Break

I got got turned on
I got got turned on
I got got turned on
I got got turned on
I got got turned on
I got got turned on
I got got turned on
I got got turned on
I got got turned on
I got got hooked on
I got got switched on
I got got turned on
I got got turned on
I got got hooked on
I got got switched on
I got got turned on yeah

City streets where the steam and the heat never goes to sleep
And city walls standing tall if you fall no-one hears you call
There are bodies all filled up with wine sayin' buddy have you got a dime
The apple ain't bad it's just bruised and I'm glad that it's there at all

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But still I got hooked on them big apple blues
And I got hung up on them big apple blues
I got strung on switched on hooked on them big apple blues
I got hooked on snooked on cooked on them big apple blues
Why I got to hang on to hang on to hang on to hang on to them blues
Why I got hooked on cooked on snooked on them big apple blues
And I got hooked on them big apple blues
I ain't got nothin' to lose