Mr. Big 30 Days In The Hole
All right, all right, all right She called up an old friend Talk'n bout black Lebabese A dirty room with a silver coke spoon Give me my relief ... come on Black Napolese It got ya weak in your knees They're gonna sieze some dust That you got bust on You know its hard to believe 30 days in the hole 30 days in the hole ... ahwoo 30 days in the hole (that's what they gave me) 30 days in the hole New castle brown I'm tellin' ya - can sure smack you down Ya take a greasy whore in a rolling dance floor Got your head spinnin' round You know you jailhouse bound If ya live on the road Well there's a new highway code Ya take the urban noise And some terrible poison Gonna lesson your load
