Mark Knopfler - Sucker Row Lyrics
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Sucker Row
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What Are The Lyrics For Sucker Row By Mark Knopfler?
Somebody's gotta crack a whip around here
Who's mindin' the store? Shake it up, sell some beer What's your money maker for? Pay day we're packin' 'em in Six gun Annie and buffalo Jill But who's to say they'll be back again For a refill? Honey, you know the drill Ain't no left turn down sleepy time street You gotta be fast but you gotta stay loose Thinkin' on your feet Slick as grass through a goose We gotta rationalise The payroll is givin' me chills You and me is gettin' organised It's kill or be killed Honey, you know the drill Well they can all look down on sucker row But they all forget The tallest trees from acorns grow Though they ain't yet I never look down on a sucker stake They all pay the bills I never gave a sucker an even break And I never will A beautiful vision keeps comin' to me I see a miracle mind Flyin' in for free Service with a smile High rollers, fancy hotels Big time singers toppin' the bill You gotta have a feel for the stuff that sells Call it a skill Honey, you know the drill Somebody's gotta crack a whip around here Who's mindin' the store? Shake it up, sell some beer Money walkin' through the door Annie's arrivin' at a dangerous age Don't you go gettin' ill? Get another woman up in the cage Who ain't over the hill Honey, you know the drill Somebody's gotta crack a whip around here |
Who Wrote Sucker Row By Mark Knopfler?
Mark Knopfler
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What's The Duration Of The Sucker Row By Mark Knopfler?The duration of Sucker Row is 4:56 minutes and seconds. |
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