Down on Bankhead Highway in a one room country shack You could hear his piano ringing like a custom Cadillac like a Cadillac Beast boogied to the ceiling beast boogied thru the floor I loved to hear beast boogie but beast dont boogie here no more Piano by his bedside, cigarette burns in the wood Hed let me keep the change I found in the the little house that could Little house that could Beast boogied to the ceiling beast boogied thru the floor I loved to hear beast boogie but beast dont boogie here no more Lord my mama loved him made her cry and made her laugh He was the Sonny to her Cher, the petrol to her match petrol to her match Beast tore up the fly wheel riding mamas clutch 5 times she said its over 5 times was not enough He loved me like a daughter knew the words to all my songs Sometimes you dont know what you got til what you got is gone Now the beast is gone Beast boogied to the ceiling beast boogied thru the floor I loved to hear beast boogie but beast dont boogie here no more
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