Andrew`s Blues Lyrics

Andrew`s Blues lyrics

Yes now Andrew Oldham sittin' on a hill with Jack and Jill (Jack and Jill)

Fucked all night and sucked all night and taste that pussy till it taste just
right

Oh Andrew (yes Andrew) oh Andrew (yes Andrew)

Oh suck it
Andrew (go on Andrew), fuck it Andrew (go on Andrew)

Oh Andrew (yeah)
God! You really know this way around

(down down down down)



Well I said I wouldn't lay you baby, till the day that we would wed

But
every time I kiss you, you know, I forget just what I said

Well well I let
you keep it tonight if you hold me, hold it real tight

Oh oh Andrew (oh
Andrew) oh oh Andrew (yes Andrew)

Come and get it, little Andrew, before
sir Edward will take it 'way from you,

Little cunt Edward



Come on, get up little Andrew come on now

Huh huh I play the blues now,
everybody, I play the blues

Huh fuckin'! the Rolling Stones are a great
fuckin' group

What a lot of balls, Phil Spector is a lot of shit

I
though Phil Spector was a lot of shit

But now I've heard the group, now I
know their a lot of shit



That was fine

Got my Beatles shoes
on and I'm just rarin' to go

Oh Andrew (yes Andrew) oh Andrew (yeah)

Ah ah ah ah, ah ah ah ah ah,

Listen Andrew, Phil,  Rev. Lewis, the
Rolling Stones, Phil Spector

Gene Pitney , Burt Bacharach, al davis
musical radios, birds





You know that Andrew has a walk with
you baby,

Andrew has a talk with you baby

Now I know Andrew
understood

That's what happen when the gettin' get good

Oh Andrew
(ba ba) oh Andrew (ba ba)

Suck it Andrew (ba ba) fuck it Andrew (ba
ba)



Edward where are you, Andrew is makin through

Andrew,
shit