Soakin` The Bone — текст песни (The Foghat)

Peverett - Loentz Music - ASCAP




Where was Nero when Rome burned? He wasn`t worried `bout the flames.
The cat didn`t play no fiddle, he had his mind on better games.
He was down in the cellar with a girl he called B-Betty Lou,
Drinking juice from the grape vine, Chianti BC `52.
The Roman city was burnin`, but Nero didn`t face it alone,
He was soakin the bone,
Just soakin` the bone,
He was soakin` the bone,
He was soakin` it.

Napoleon he said to Josie, "I`m gonna rule the world for a start."
Josephine said, "Hey Nappy, you`re crazy!
Would you rather shake it down Bonaparte?"
The world was there to be conquered, Napoleon, he couldn`t leave home,
`Cause he was soakin` the bone,
He was soakin` the bone,
He was soakin` the bone,
He was soakin` it.

{Rod - Solo}

About the Spanish Armada, it didn`t faze Sir Francis Drake.
20,000 gun-totin` galleons, but Frankie didn`t quiver or quake.
He was down on the beach head, rollin` in the pebbles and stones,
He was soakin` the bone,
He was soakin` the bone,
He was soakin` the bone,
He was soakin` it.

He was soakin` the bone,
He was soakin` the bone,
He was soakin` the bone,
He was soakin` it,
Oh.

{Rod - Solo}

(Soakin the bone, gonna` wet the whistle a little bit)