Zilla Rocca - Stormy Monday lyrics
rate mefeat. The Kid Daytona, The Shadowboxers & Has-Lo
When the sun goes down it's one dope town
We let the square thing that the front closed down
But the low cal flow, keep it close to the vest
Bronze doorknob with a code you can press
That's a fly brunette
Checks coats at the desk, order me incredible sex
With the bubble tea pearls at the bottom of the cup
We call the orange slice on the side handcuffs
Breakfast in bed ‘cause I'm nasty, nasty
Cransoma chaser, Brennivin and brandy
Hard liquor put me in the Singapore Sling
Too cool to call out sick, give me more drinks
So much to try
Iced teas out of L.I., throw the rum in the Mai Tai
It tastes like coconut and fresh mint
Guzzle that, order one for your friend, dope refreshments
When the sun goes down it’s one dope town
We let the square think that the front closed down
Bitter’s on this side, ginger on that side
Rocks in my chalice with the sliver of lime
Step down into the underground lounge, Big Cesar at the front door
We’re drinking tonight, the pleasure’s yours
Dark wood paneling, investment bankers and madams
If you want a lite beer, hit the Radisson
No ice cubes, no watered down drinks
Carve the crystal rock with the sterling silver ice pick
You have the Stormy Monday, I’ll have the Spider Kiss
Guyanese Rum is mixed in with Absinthe
Moment kosher from the Reposado
The House of Lords got me closer to the God inside the bottle
Whiskey from Tennessee, I asked her for a water and she gave me gasoline
Heavy cream, Galliano, coffee flavored sleep
South of heaven with the Horse Thief, dead moon rises east
Wake up to a bartender’s breakfast
Bizzy Izzy Franklin investment, dope refreshment
When the sun goes down it’s one dope town
We let the square think that the front closed down
Bitter’s on this side, ginger on that side
Rocks in my chalice with the sliver of lime
This guitar string takes me back to vacation
When I had this tall thing embracing that
Chasing Jack with Coronas, Paloma was her name
When she showed up on the stage, I was focused on the way
Her hips swayed back and forth, I was amazed
Ass glazed with baby oil, you pay before you lay
A finger on her, I’m in the corner just chilling
While she performing, they applauding every minute
I caught her eye, she noticed I’m a little different
They rotated strippers, she made her way to kick it
I sip slowly, she ain’t have to get to know me
My aura speak for itself, she respect the whole steaks
Gold leaves in my tequila, she drum roll the E like Sheila
Telling me ideas
From right here I’m making my assessment
She a loaded weapon convened, dope refreshments
When the sun goes down it’s one dope town
We let the square think that the front closed down
Bitter’s on this side, ginger on that side
Rocks in my chalice with the sliver of lime
I say we go and get drinks, I say we conversate
I say we gonna get down, stormy, stormy Monday
I say we go and get drinks, I say we conversate
I say we gonna get down, stormy, stormy Monday
