Tim Buckley - Bring it on up

Seems like in every hip conversation honey People brag about where they all come from Seems like in every hip conversation, woman I just end up sucking on my thumb Lord I'm just a I'm just a pauper, I been raised in a trailer park yeah, Ain't got that much honey to brag about I just drinkin' all alone in the dark I said bring it on up To my room woman I can't carry this load alone Well I don't need none of that phony moaning woman No, I don't need it to get it on honey No, take off your wig darlin' now Throw away those pills now woman; No, highway we're gonna roll; Ah, you know that good king lovin' gonna make it All right now honey, no, Ah woman we--we're gonna' turn the tide around; Talk about tongue to tongue, woman