Song | Long Cool Woman (In a Black Dress) |
Artist | The Hollies |
Album | The Air That I Breathe - The Very Best Of The Hollies |
Download | Image LRC TXT |
Lyrics:Clarke/Cook/Greenaway Music:Clarke/Cook/Greenaway | |
Saturday night I was downtown | |
Working for the FBI | |
Sitting in a nest of bad men | |
Whisky bottles piling high | |
Bootlegging boozer on the west side | |
Full of people who are doing wrong | |
Just about to call up the DA man | |
When I heard this woman singing a song | |
A pair of 45's made me open my eyes | |
My temperature started to rise | |
She was a long cool woman in a black dress | |
Just a 5'9, beautiful tall | |
With just one look I was a bad mess | |
'Cos that long cool woman had it all | |
I saw her headin' to the table | |
Well a tall walking big black cat | |
When Charlie said I hope that you're able boy | |
Well I'm telling you she knows where it's at | |
Well suddenly we heard the sirens | |
And everybody started to run | |
A jumping out of doors and tables | |
Well I heard somebody shooting a gun | |
Well the DA was pumping my left hand | |
And then she was a-holding my right | |
Well I told her don't get scared | |
'Cos you're gonna be spared | |
Well I've gotta be forgiven | |
If I wanna spend my living | |
With a long cool woman in a black dress | |
Just a 5'9 beautiful tall | |
Well, with just one look I was a bad mess | |
'Cos that long cool woman had it all | |
Had it all |
Lyrics: Clarke Cook Greenaway Music: Clarke Cook Greenaway | |
Saturday night I was downtown | |
Working for the FBI | |
Sitting in a nest of bad men | |
Whisky bottles piling high | |
Bootlegging boozer on the west side | |
Full of people who are doing wrong | |
Just about to call up the DA man | |
When I heard this woman singing a song | |
A pair of 45' s made me open my eyes | |
My temperature started to rise | |
She was a long cool woman in a black dress | |
Just a 5' 9, beautiful tall | |
With just one look I was a bad mess | |
' Cos that long cool woman had it all | |
I saw her headin' to the table | |
Well a tall walking big black cat | |
When Charlie said I hope that you' re able boy | |
Well I' m telling you she knows where it' s at | |
Well suddenly we heard the sirens | |
And everybody started to run | |
A jumping out of doors and tables | |
Well I heard somebody shooting a gun | |
Well the DA was pumping my left hand | |
And then she was aholding my right | |
Well I told her don' t get scared | |
' Cos you' re gonna be spared | |
Well I' ve gotta be forgiven | |
If I wanna spend my living | |
With a long cool woman in a black dress | |
Just a 5' 9 beautiful tall | |
Well, with just one look I was a bad mess | |
' Cos that long cool woman had it all | |
Had it all |
Lyrics: Clarke Cook Greenaway Music: Clarke Cook Greenaway | |
Saturday night I was downtown | |
Working for the FBI | |
Sitting in a nest of bad men | |
Whisky bottles piling high | |
Bootlegging boozer on the west side | |
Full of people who are doing wrong | |
Just about to call up the DA man | |
When I heard this woman singing a song | |
A pair of 45' s made me open my eyes | |
My temperature started to rise | |
She was a long cool woman in a black dress | |
Just a 5' 9, beautiful tall | |
With just one look I was a bad mess | |
' Cos that long cool woman had it all | |
I saw her headin' to the table | |
Well a tall walking big black cat | |
When Charlie said I hope that you' re able boy | |
Well I' m telling you she knows where it' s at | |
Well suddenly we heard the sirens | |
And everybody started to run | |
A jumping out of doors and tables | |
Well I heard somebody shooting a gun | |
Well the DA was pumping my left hand | |
And then she was aholding my right | |
Well I told her don' t get scared | |
' Cos you' re gonna be spared | |
Well I' ve gotta be forgiven | |
If I wanna spend my living | |
With a long cool woman in a black dress | |
Just a 5' 9 beautiful tall | |
Well, with just one look I was a bad mess | |
' Cos that long cool woman had it all | |
Had it all |