Sweet Gene Vincent Lyrics - New Boots And Panties - Ian Dury & The Blockheads

Blue Gene baby 

Skinny white sailor, the chances were slender 

The beauties were brief 

Shall I mourn you decline with some thunderbird wine 

and a black handkerchief? 

I miss your sad Virginia whisper 

I miss the voice that called my heart 

Sweet Gene Vincent 

Young and old and gone 

Sweet Gene Vincent 

Who, who, who slapped John? 

White face, black shirt 

White socks, black shoes 

Black hair, white strat 

Bled white, died black 

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Sweet gene Vincent 

Let the blue cats roll tonight 

At the sock hop ball in the union hall 

Where the bop is their delight 

Here come duck-tailed Danny dragging Uncanny Annie 

She's the one with the flying feet 

You can break the peace daddy sickle grease 

The beat is reet complete 

And you jump back honey in the dungarees 

Tight sweater and a pony tail 

Will you guess her age when she comes back stage? 

The hoodlums bite their nails 

Black gloves, white frost 

Black crepe, white lead 

White sheet, black knight 

Jet black, dead white 

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Sweet Gene Vincent 

There's one in every town 

And the devil drives 'till the hearse arrives 

And you lay that pistol down 

Sweet Gene Vincent 

There's nowhere left to hide 

With lazy skin and ash-tray eyes 

a perforated pride 

So farewell mademoiselle, Knickerbocker Hotel 

Farewell to money owed 

But when your leg still hurts and you need more shirts 

You got to get back on the road