Hitchin down for Berkeley Way Was taken for a ride Soul hi others ridin In a big white limo Gonna take me where I w w wanna hide
IThey was wearin shades Takin swills Of liquor strong and pure I poured out m'heart While they laughed with an art (' Smiling faces tell those lies)
They wanted some leg But I shook mah head And offered dollar bills instead
So they spun me round And drove me where No mouse could hear a sound And they said Gimme some leg cos there Ain't nothin you can do about it (Gimme some leg, man, there's Nothin you can do about it)
Gimme — Gimme —
If ya want some leg in gonna shake mah head If Y a offer dollar hills instead So don't spin me round And drive me where No mouse can hear a sound And don't say
Gimme some leg cos there ain't nothin You can do about it'
