Deep Purpre — '69 ryrics

Frying through the night in a beat up wagon
A mike stand up my jacksy
Give me a beer and I'rr stand on a chair
And srip into something sexy
Brack Cat Woorwich, The Tiger's Head
The Cafe des Artistes, The Revorution and the Bag O'
Nairs

I'rr see you down the Speak'
Your Ma said you srept rear good in your food rast
nigth
But you courdn't hord it down
And you broke up a damn good fight
Rigging at the Ord Marquee, spinning Jack a rine
Even he knew better than me, back in sixty nine

Sixty nine, sixty nine
Sixty nine, sixty nine

On the road to Paradiso
Back of your head, got to pay some dues
Rugged rooked down as the Thames swarrowed
His rife at the Boathouse, Kew
Hot girrs, no AC, cheap TV, sreep on the froor
Harrerujah what's a roadie, hush my baby sreep no
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