The Stepping Razor Songtext
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The Stepping Razor Songtext
Well, Ricky called himself, the stepping razor, after that old reggae song
Well, it′s a badass name
But he been running the karaoke down at the clubrooms ten years too long
Well, there's housy on a Wednesday, pool on Thursday
Cheap beer, Friday, five to six
On Saturday after the presidents come down
Well, they wanna get their kicks
Singing one for the money, one more time
Come on Razor, let′s hear that line
Put your name on the paper, get under the lights
Blue suede shoes are gonna play alright, oh tonight
Well, some young buddy from the under-16
He's been out the back, stealing the round
Well, baby boy's in the corner with an Ocelot
Four strings and the Marist drum
Singing one for the money, one more time
Come on Razor, let′s hear that line
Put your name on the paper, get under the lights
Blue moon are gonna play alright, oh tonight
Well, Razor says to Cherie, "How ′bout a turn around the floor?"
She says, "I can do it, but you, I'm not so sure"
Well, he just laughs, scoops her up under his arms
He says, "You hear about him at Wee Hong, and he got a contract in France"
She said, "That′s true, well, he can't play
Well, unlike you, it′s your kind of dance"
Just singing one for the money, one more time
Come on Razor, let's hear that line
Put your name on the paper, get under the lights
Blue suede shoes are gonna play alright, oh tonight
When the night is over, the last lead called, the speaker′s away
Razor looks over at Cherie
And he tries to think of something clever to say
But she just winks and thinks it don't even matter
She fixes her hair as her pint glasses clatter
Let the morning come slowly for Razor and Cherie
He thinks, I'm for her, and she′s for me
It′s just a one for the money, one more time
Come on Razor, let's hear that line
Put your name on the paper, get under the lights
Everything is gonna be alright
Oh tonight, oh tonight, oh tonight, oh tonight
Well, it′s a badass name
But he been running the karaoke down at the clubrooms ten years too long
Well, there's housy on a Wednesday, pool on Thursday
Cheap beer, Friday, five to six
On Saturday after the presidents come down
Well, they wanna get their kicks
Singing one for the money, one more time
Come on Razor, let′s hear that line
Put your name on the paper, get under the lights
Blue suede shoes are gonna play alright, oh tonight
Well, some young buddy from the under-16
He's been out the back, stealing the round
Well, baby boy's in the corner with an Ocelot
Four strings and the Marist drum
Singing one for the money, one more time
Come on Razor, let′s hear that line
Put your name on the paper, get under the lights
Blue moon are gonna play alright, oh tonight
Well, Razor says to Cherie, "How ′bout a turn around the floor?"
She says, "I can do it, but you, I'm not so sure"
Well, he just laughs, scoops her up under his arms
He says, "You hear about him at Wee Hong, and he got a contract in France"
She said, "That′s true, well, he can't play
Well, unlike you, it′s your kind of dance"
Just singing one for the money, one more time
Come on Razor, let's hear that line
Put your name on the paper, get under the lights
Blue suede shoes are gonna play alright, oh tonight
When the night is over, the last lead called, the speaker′s away
Razor looks over at Cherie
And he tries to think of something clever to say
But she just winks and thinks it don't even matter
She fixes her hair as her pint glasses clatter
Let the morning come slowly for Razor and Cherie
He thinks, I'm for her, and she′s for me
It′s just a one for the money, one more time
Come on Razor, let's hear that line
Put your name on the paper, get under the lights
Everything is gonna be alright
Oh tonight, oh tonight, oh tonight, oh tonight
Writer(s): Adam Marc Mcgrath Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com