Standing Outside A Broken Phone Booth With Money In My Hand Lyrics

(BB King)I been downhearted baby
Since the day we met
I been downhearted baby
Ever since the day we met
I been downhearted baby...
Jan lays down and wrestles in her sleep

Moonlight spills on comic books

*These lines are mixed up on your submissions of lyrics*
An old friend calls and tells us where to meet
And superstars in magazines
Her plane takes off from Baltimore
And touches down on Bourbon Street
We sit outside and argue all night long

But never fails to side with me
About a god we've never seen
Sunday comes and all the papers say
Ma Theresa's joined the mob
And happy with her full time job

Am I alive or thoughts that drift away?
Can humans do what prophets say?
Does summer come for everyone?
And if I die before I learn to speak
But half asleep?
Can money pay for all the days I lived awake

A life is time, they teach you growing up
A million years before the fall
Yyou ride the waves but don't ask where they go
The seconds ticking killed us all
You swim like lions through the crest
(Indistinctive babbling on radio)
And bathe yourself in zebra flesh

I've been downhearted baby
I've been downhearted baby
Ever since the day we met
Ever since the day we met

Submitted by Michael Hack

Primitive Radio Gods - Rocket

Jun 1996

1. Women
2. Motherfucker
3. Standing Outside A Broken Phone Booth With Money In My Hand
4. Who Say
5. The Rise And Fall Of OOO Man
6. Where The Monkey Meets The Man
7. Are You Happy
8. Chain Reaction
9. Skin Turns Blue
10. Rocket