Letra de Low Life
Play Slim Harpo on the jukebox
Let me go with no shoes and socks
Let me go with no shoes and socks
Let me go with no shoes and socks
Let me go with no shoes and socks
Play Slim Harpo on the jukebox
There's a place where they don't know my face
And the bartender makes good hurricanes
And the highballs are a buck-twenty-five
And the walls come alive
Well, I guess this is the low life
But it's where I want to be
This is the low life
So have a hurricane on me
On the front door there's a sign
Ain't got no shoes on, never mind
Dr. John, maybe he was wrong
And I've been in the right place all along
Well, I guess this is the low life
But it's where I wanna be
This is the low life
Have a hurricane on me
Well, I guess this is the low life
But it's where I wanna be
This is the low life
Have a hurricane on me
There's a place where they don't know my face
And the bartender makes good hurricanes
And the highballs are a buck-twenty-five
And the walls come alive
Well, I guess this is the low life
But it's where I want to be
This is the low life
So have a hurricane on me
On the front door there's a sign
Ain't got no shoes on, never mind
Dr. John, maybe he was wrong
And I've been in the right place all along
Well, I guess this is the low life
But it's where I wanna be
This is the low life
Have a hurricane on me
Well, I guess this is the low life
But it's where I wanna be
This is the low life
Have a hurricane on me
