Judy Get Down Songtext - Anthony Moore

Judy Get Down - Anthony Moore

Walk the street in a cold black heat
In dress to get your man
When I come with senses reeling
Money in my hand

Bring me back to meet your mother
Takes good care of you
“There’s a dear, you’re a love
I’ll check room 42”

Judy get down
Oh Judy get down
Judy get down
Oh Judy get down

Casual rates feel no pity
When we are getting old
It ain’t so nice, it ain’t so pretty
Decked out all in gold

Ropes and chains are run out to hold you
Racked out on your bed
You know it’s right just what I told you
Life comes to an ‘ead

Judy get down
Oh Judy get down
Judy get down
Oh Judy get down

She don’t stop for wind ‘nor weather
Stands out in a crowd
Down the streets in a cold black evening
Moon hid behind a cloud

Brings me back to meet her mother
Takes good care of her
“There’s a dear, you’re a love
Now what would you prefer?”

Judy get down
Oh Judy get down
Judy get down
Oh Judy get down
Judy get down
Oh Judy get down


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