T-bone Billy just a singin' the blues T-bone Billy just a singin' the blues T-Bone Billy está cantando Blues Caught his lady with another man Caught his lady with another man Pegou sua mulher com outro cara Lit up a smoke and did some talkin' Lit up a smoke and did some talkin' Acendeu seu cigarro e teve uma conversinha With the back of his hand With the back of his hand Com as costas na mão She started shakin', started losing her mind She started shakin', started losing her mind ela começou a tremer Começou a perder a razão But he was kicking back and playing it cool But he was kicking back and playing it cool Mas ele chutava de volta E bancava o tranqüilo Signed her walkin' papers took the 5:15 to Kalamazoo Signed her walkin' papers took the 5:15 to Kalamazoo Assinou documentos dela E pegou o trem das 5:15 para Kalamazoo Sing for your supper nobody rides for free Sing for your supper nobody rides for free Cante pelo seu jantar Ninguém monta de graça Eat your heart out I'll send it C.O.D. Eat your heart out I'll send it C.O.D. Coma seu coração Vou mandá-lo pelo correio One, two baby what you do One, two baby what you do Um, dois Baby, o que você faz Three, four let me show you the door Three, four let me show you the door Três, quatro Deixe-me lhe mostrar a porta You're better off dead than makin' a mess of me You're better off dead than makin' a mess of me É melhor você morta Do que fazendo zona comigo Five, six take your last licks Five, six take your last licks Cinco, seis Dê as últimas lambidas Seven, eight let me give it to you straight Seven, eight let me give it to you straight Sete, oito Vou dizer lhe de uma vez You're better off dead than makin' a mess of me You're better off dead than makin' a mess of me É melhor você morta Do que fazendo zona comigo Now Billy boy's out havin' a ball playin' fiddle at the local bar Now Billy boy's out havin' a ball playin' fiddle at the local bar Agora Billy-Boy está se divertindo Tocando violino num bar locar Dark shades, cool kicks, he's Hollywood Blvd. Dark shades, cool kicks, he's Hollywood Blvd. Sombras escuras, reclamações da comida Ele está em Hollywood Boulevard. Slick daddy with his fat cigar sayin': "Sign upon the dotted line!" Slick daddy with his fat cigar sayin': "Sign upon the dotted line!" Velhote esperto e seu charuto gordo Dizendo: "Assine na linha pontilhada!" He shook his head and said: "All I need is that fiddle of mine!" He shook his head and said: "All I need is that fiddle of mine!" Ele balançou a cabeça e disse: "Tudo que eu preciso é do meu violino!" Sing for your supper nobody rides for free Sing for your supper nobody rides for free Cante pelo jantar Ninguém monta de graça Take your big time, I'll take care of me Take your big time, I'll take care of me Divirta-se Eu vou tomar conta de mim One, two baby what you do One, two baby what you do Um, dois Baby, o que você faz Three, four let me show you the door Three, four let me show you the door Três, quatro Deixe-me lhe mostrar a porta You're better off dead than makin' a mess of me You're better off dead than makin' a mess of me É melhor você morta Do que fazendo zona comigo Five, six take your last licks Five, six take your last licks Cinco, seis Dê as últimas lambidas Seven, eight let me give it to you straight Seven, eight let me give it to you straight Sete, oito Vou dizer lhe de uma vez You're better off dead than makin' a mess of me You're better off dead than makin' a mess of me É melhor você morta Do que fazendo zona comigo When trouble come knockin' When trouble come knockin' Quando a encrenca bateu à porta Billy keeps a rockin' like this Billy keeps a rockin' like this Billy mandou ser assim (Solo) (Solo) (Solo) Sing for your supper nobody rides for free Sing for your supper nobody rides for free Cante pelo jantar Ninguém monta de graça Eat your heart out I'll send it C.O.D. Eat your heart out I'll send it C.O.D. Coma seu coração Vou mandá-lo pelo correio One, two baby what you do One, two baby what you do Um, dois Baby, o que você faz Three, four let me show you the door Three, four let me show you the door Três, quatro Deixe-me lhe mostrar a porta You're better off dead than makin' a mess of me You're better off dead than makin' a mess of me É melhor você morta Do que fazendo zona comigo Five, six take your last licks Five, six take your last licks Cinco, seis Dê as últimas lambidas Seven, eight let me give it to you straight Seven, eight let me give it to you straight Sete, oito Vou dizer lhe de uma vez You're better off dead than makin' a mess of me You're better off dead than makin' a mess of me É melhor você morta Do que fazendo zona comigo One, two baby what you do One, two baby what you do Um, dois Baby, o que você faz Three, four let me show you the door Three, four let me show you the door Três, quatro Deixe-me lhe mostrar a porta You're better off dead than makin' a mess of me You're better off dead than makin' a mess of me É melhor você morta Do que fazendo zona comigo Five, six - (lick it!) Five, six - (lick it!) Cinco,seis - (Lamba isso!) You're better off dead than makin' a mess of me You're better off dead than makin' a mess of me É melhor você morta Do que fazendo zona comigo