From
The Curse of Blondie (2003) by
Blondie
Shakedown (Ashby/Harry/Stein) - 5:05
Pretty much is standstill out there. Here's a little live shot of the Jersey turnpike. Major construction between exits 14 and 21. Detours resulting from the construction have made up to 45 minute delays in both north and south directions, but the good news is at the rear end the fender-bender and the jacknifed 18 and other accidents have been removed from the entrances to both the Lincoln and Holland tunnels. However, the toll passes southbound at the Garden State parkway, exit 11, is backed up all the way to Newark airport.
I used to get sick with solitude
I was always better in the multitude
But now I like it up here all alone in my ivory tower
Hi-ho at the end of my rope
I watch it all through a telescope
I think I'd have a better chance to see the pope
I got so bored with his shtick and his mini-minute dick
And all his high and mighty shit, I'm a witch
Well, well, well a wish wanna throw it in a ditch
I'm concentrating on the big laugh
You just acting like that damn old riff-raff
Shakedown baby
I don't want to have to see
What you got hiding in your body cavity
Shakedown baby
I don't want to have to see
What you got hiding in your body cavity
Shakedown baby
Shakedown baby
Shakedown baby
I don't want to have to see
What you got hiding in your body cavity
I'm so sick of your Jersey rap
You're a slab rat, white as a tic-tac
Why don't you take a dirt nap ?
You make me laugh and I know who I'm laughing at
Big Jersey hoo-ha
Like your style, like your freedom of speech
Like your dirty thoughts, like your Cream of Wheat
Tuesday is out
Never may be great, level down and read 'em
From the Garden state, this is a Jersey plate
Saturdayin' pretty driving in the city
Your boom is a distortion
Your act is a contortion
The perfume and pretension
Your hair an invention
Ha-ha-ha the hive is humming
I thought I heard it all but there's still more coming
Put it in, put it in
Why don't you put it in, put it in, put it in
Why don't you put it in, put it in, put it in
Why don't you put it in, put it in, put it in
Why don't you put it in, put it in, put it in
Why don't you put it in, put it in, put it in
Shakedown baby
I don't want to have to see
What you got hiding in your body cavity
Shakedown baby
I don't want to have to see
What you got hiding in your body cavity
Shakedown baby
Shakedown baby
Shakedown baby
I don't want to have to see
What you got hiding in your body cavity
You say your name was what ?
What kind of a name is that ?
Shooting past me on the turnpike
Should have told you to take a hike
But there was something
I don't know what
That I guess I kind of like, that nasty attitude
Mediterranean lastitude
I guess you did give me a rush
Yeah you gave me a thrill
Felt so hot and flushed
I even had to take a pill
And your pattern yeah your method yeah
The way you deliver long and slow
The way you get your percussion going
Going strong, and it's my turn to be blowing
Yeah singing my song
You think you know me ?
Think again
Who's your friend ?
Who put this freak flag in the mail ?
Why you sending me this pig tail ?
You back in jail ?
I got your post card saying how it is in that pen your in
Signed don't forget me, lot's of love from adrenaline
Give it a rest, give it a rest
You got one dimension - pure pretension
Cross the river start to shiver
Over to the big smoke, and it's no joke
I told you one more word from you about Jersey and your dead
Shakedown baby
I don't want to have to see
What you got hiding in your body cavity
Shakedown baby
Shakedown baby
Shakedown baby
I don't want to have to see
What you got hiding in your body cavity
Shakedown baby
I don't want to have to see
What you got hiding in your body cavity
Can I lick that? Uh-uh
Let me lick that, uh-uh
Can I kiss that? No
Let me kiss that
Let me lick that, come on
Let me lick it
Uh-uh it might be too sweet
It won't be too sweet