Lyrics

From the Alligator Records release Wound Up Tight (AL 4751) By Lonnie Brooks Belly Rubbin' Music It's late in the evening And the sun is going down Lovers get in their car Head for the outskirts of town For some Belly rubbin' music Slow drag across the floor When they hear those lowdown blues Belly rubbin' is going on in here tonight A lady hollered to the band "Play that song again And give me a drink, bartender And give one to my friend Cause I love Belly rubbin' music Slow drag across the floor When they hear those lowdown blues Belly rubbin' is going on in here tonight" (Solo) A lady rolling her stomach Looked like waves out on the sea "Play that song real slow So my man gets close to me I love that Belly rubbin' music Slow drag across the floor When they hear those lowdown blues Belly rubbin' is going on in here tonight" The place is real small Hold a hundred and ten Lovers standing in line Waiting to get in Cause they love Belly rubbin' music Slow drag across the floor When they hear those lowdown blues Belly rubbin' is going on here tonight
Writer(s): Lonnie Brooks Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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