Jump Street

Boz Scaggs

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    Dawn came sneaking like a skinny snake
    The harder they go the harder I ache
    Get so high, got so low
    Somebody tell me 'bout this debt I owe

    West side bomber looked like a comer
    Looked like I'll be back at school
    Put two on the nose and look how she goes
    Little trained squeeze look like a fool, rock on, time was gone

    And I'm gone, stone gone
    Said you can forget about me
    And I'm gone, stone gone

    Working girls just trying to get ahead
    Somebody's bound to end up dead
    And honey you better stop coming down on me
    On me, stop, jump street

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    Sally comes creeping at the break of dawn
    Can't figure out whose side I'm on
    Moma comes back like a ringing a bell
    Knows a good thing and she knows it well

    Enough left alone, wish your mama had kept you at home
    Wish your mama had kept the evidence
    Worrying about the Feds has crucified me for dead
    She wish I was dead, well, I wish I was dead

    But I'm gone, stone gone
    Strong as I can be
    I'm gone, stone gone

    Don't look much like a Saturday night
    Honey don't look for those flashing lights
    But baby you'd better stop coming down on me
    Stop coming down, I don't need it
    Stop coming down on me, oww, jump street

    And I'm gone, stone gone
    You can forget about me, yeah
    I'm gone, stone gone, so long

    Working girls just trying to get ahead
    Somebody's bound to end up dead
    Honey, you better stop coming down on me
    Stop your coming down, stop coming down on me, yeah
    Stop coming down on me, look out funk

    Jump street, I've been down this way
    You been a fool again
    Jump street don't make a fool
    Rag time girls can never touch the spot
    Little uptown girls

    Song details

    Composition: David Paich and William Scaggs

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