| Song | Nat King Cole |
| Artist | Adam Green |
| Album | Jacket Full Of Danger |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| Oh I'm going with Darlene in a tragical part of the night, | |
| but I wish she would bring me a place of morning spectacular life, | |
| make it last just a few, brother's knew, brother's lovers proclaim, | |
| down at the subway station, just a few brother's mother's remain, | |
| oh help the children, | |
| Down at the television station momma, | |
| your bored, getting tired, | |
| but baby you ain't trying to warn me that the macro-D getting fired, | |
| just like those bored down now second old cures, | |
| that we said, hubba hubba, | |
| just like that funny little lady momma, | |
| tidy and clean, just like butter, | |
| yeah. | |
| Oh everybody no no no Nat King Cole, | |
| no no no Nat King Cole | |
| no no Nat no no Nat no no Nat King Cole, | |
| baby, | |
| your giving birth to a jealous lover, baby | |
| the situation is out of your hands momma, | |
| a funny little lady, and Johnny laid a flower, | |
| they gonna get me momma, | |
| going home now yeah. | |
| Now I've been monkey-ing around, but a beat, bobbing free-wheeling guy, | |
| but this lean Adam Green found this motel is how I get by, | |
| I got a hole in my berol Cheryl, | |
| she let me out in the cold, | |
| I got a hundred one fever momma, | |
| should not be acting so old, | |
| she acted so old now yeah, | |
| Woooo, break it down now, | |
| Nat King Cole, Nat King Cole, | |
| Nat King Cole, Nat King Cole, | |
| Nat King Cole, Nat King Cole. | |
| Nat King Cole |
| Oh I' m going with Darlene in a tragical part of the night, | |
| but I wish she would bring me a place of morning spectacular life, | |
| make it last just a few, brother' s knew, brother' s lovers proclaim, | |
| down at the subway station, just a few brother' s mother' s remain, | |
| oh help the children, | |
| Down at the television station momma, | |
| your bored, getting tired, | |
| but baby you ain' t trying to warn me that the macroD getting fired, | |
| just like those bored down now second old cures, | |
| that we said, hubba hubba, | |
| just like that funny little lady momma, | |
| tidy and clean, just like butter, | |
| yeah. | |
| Oh everybody no no no Nat King Cole, | |
| no no no Nat King Cole | |
| no no Nat no no Nat no no Nat King Cole, | |
| baby, | |
| your giving birth to a jealous lover, baby | |
| the situation is out of your hands momma, | |
| a funny little lady, and Johnny laid a flower, | |
| they gonna get me momma, | |
| going home now yeah. | |
| Now I' ve been monkeying around, but a beat, bobbing freewheeling guy, | |
| but this lean Adam Green found this motel is how I get by, | |
| I got a hole in my berol Cheryl, | |
| she let me out in the cold, | |
| I got a hundred one fever momma, | |
| should not be acting so old, | |
| she acted so old now yeah, | |
| Woooo, break it down now, | |
| Nat King Cole, Nat King Cole, | |
| Nat King Cole, Nat King Cole, | |
| Nat King Cole, Nat King Cole. | |
| Nat King Cole |
| Oh I' m going with Darlene in a tragical part of the night, | |
| but I wish she would bring me a place of morning spectacular life, | |
| make it last just a few, brother' s knew, brother' s lovers proclaim, | |
| down at the subway station, just a few brother' s mother' s remain, | |
| oh help the children, | |
| Down at the television station momma, | |
| your bored, getting tired, | |
| but baby you ain' t trying to warn me that the macroD getting fired, | |
| just like those bored down now second old cures, | |
| that we said, hubba hubba, | |
| just like that funny little lady momma, | |
| tidy and clean, just like butter, | |
| yeah. | |
| Oh everybody no no no Nat King Cole, | |
| no no no Nat King Cole | |
| no no Nat no no Nat no no Nat King Cole, | |
| baby, | |
| your giving birth to a jealous lover, baby | |
| the situation is out of your hands momma, | |
| a funny little lady, and Johnny laid a flower, | |
| they gonna get me momma, | |
| going home now yeah. | |
| Now I' ve been monkeying around, but a beat, bobbing freewheeling guy, | |
| but this lean Adam Green found this motel is how I get by, | |
| I got a hole in my berol Cheryl, | |
| she let me out in the cold, | |
| I got a hundred one fever momma, | |
| should not be acting so old, | |
| she acted so old now yeah, | |
| Woooo, break it down now, | |
| Nat King Cole, Nat King Cole, | |
| Nat King Cole, Nat King Cole, | |
| Nat King Cole, Nat King Cole. | |
| Nat King Cole |