b*tch (Live 2015) lyrics

by

B.B. King


[Verse 1]
Yeah!
I'm feeling so tired, can't understand it
Just had a fortnight's sleep
I'm feeling so stoned, oh so distracted
Ain't touched a thing all week

[Verse 2]
Yeah!
I'm feeling drunk, juiced up and sloppy
Ain't touched a thing all night
I'm feeling hungry, can't see the reason
Just eat a horse meat pie
All right!
Yeah!

[Guitar Solo 1]
Yeah, go, Keith Richard
Come on

[Chorus]
Yeah, when you call my name
I salivate like a Pavlov dog
Yeah, when you take me out
My heart is jumping louder than a big bass drum
Whoo!
[Verse 3]
Yeah, you got to mix it, you got to fix it
It must be love, it's a b*tch
You got to mix it, you got to fix it
Love, it's a b*tch, all right
Yeah
To the bridge!

[Chorus]
Yeah, when you call my name
I salivate like a Pavlov dog
Yeah, when you take me out
My heart is jumping louder than a big bass drum
Come on

[Guitar Solo 2]

[Verse 4]
Sometimes, I'm drunk, move like a stud
Kicking the stall all night
Sometimes, I'm so shy, got to be worked on
Don't get no bark or bite, alright
Now, come on

[Verse 3]
Yeah, you got to mix it, you got to fix it
It must be love, it's a b*tch
You got to mix it, you got to fix it
It must be love, it's a b*tch
Come on
Come on
Ah ha
Come on
[Outro]
I said hey, hey, hey
Hey, hey, yeah
Hey, hey, hey
Hey, hey, yeah
Hey, hey, hey
Hey, hey, yeah
Hey, hey, hey
Hey, hey, yeah

[Audience Applause]

[Spoken Word: Mick Jagger]
Thank you. Thank you very much
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