downtown Charlie (unreleased jam)
Well, Downtown Charlie
Was a place on my daddies and a
Well my pistol was a tripper
And I didnt feel so bad
Well be comin round with roses
Put my hands on my feet
And my turnin to the luck picture
I put my neat
Well, the gangs all here
And Im feelin fine
Ah, you gotta lose your mind
He was a countdown
Oh, that was a downtown
Said, swing low slicker
Future goin lover
All is goin good
I forgot my rubber
A pi-sa (never mind), my ***y
All I wanna do is get on my feet
Na, na...oh, the boys coming home
(Around this time, Steven screams
something I wont even try to make out)
Downtown Charlie
Said, Downtown Charlie
(Repeat)
(And never mind the screamin parts...impossible)
Just call him if youre good
Rockin fat if the machine was a roll