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"Jam 64; Lespe N' Me" "Jam 64; Lespi N’ Me" (Gavin Lee Sutherland) Verse 1 Had a little dream last Sunday, Bout Monday she was comin around. Yeah nobody knows, the places I goes, When Lespi an me come to town. Pearls – on – her - neck. Gold – all – a - round. My – slender – hips - baby, Singin – her – sweet – sweet - sound! She’s my deep black lady, laced up in white. She loves me like no other and she lasts me all night. Puts on her fuzzy slippers, while I caress her neck, singin to me softly, or screamin at me loud! Some may say we crazy. Some may say we proud. But nobody says maybe, she’d ever let me down. Black Beauty Eppy! My little thrill! She’s huggin up to me, An talkin to you now! Verse 2 I brush – my – teeth – with - fluoride. My bootsy wootsy shoes are dark brown. A Panama hat. - I don’t sleep on no matt. Chicken n dumplins. An ketchup wash it down. Eppy – gets – my - kisses. I dress – to – make – her - proud. White ankle spats. - I clean up my act. Tonight we goin floatin on the number nine cloud. She’s my deep black lady, laced up in white. She loves me like no other and she lasts me all night. Puts on her fuzzy slippers, while I caress her neck, Singin to me softly, or screamin at me loud! She’s hangin on my shoulder. Snugglin me now. Her song is takin over, and carrying me out! Black Beauty Eppy. *My little thrill. She’s huggin up to me, *An talkin to you now! Chorus 1 Sum – mer - time, in the evenin. Win – ter - time, in the cold. We sing to – ge - ther for the feelin. Gonna be together til we both are too old. I can drink my beers, she can cry and sing my tears, pick up a golden oldie, and ring away the years. Dancin fast n lively, she boogies way down low. Then loves me like no other, when we’re swaying really slow. Slowwwww,,,,,, Instrumental [2+/-(?) Verses] Chorus 2 Sum – mer - time, in the evenin. Win – ter - time, in the cold. We sing to – ge - ther for the feelin. Gonna be together til we both are too old. I can drink my beers, she can cry and sing my tears, pick up golden oldie, and ring away the years. Dancin fast n lively, *she boogies way down low. Then loves me like no other, when we’re swaying really slow. Verse 3 Now I told – ja - bout – ma - baby. Sung – about – my - star. My on – ly - lov – in – la - dy. My sweetie honey Lespie guitar! You can take your Telly, I don’t need it. Or on your Strat go play your fingers to the bone. Say what you will, but my biggest thrill, is my sweetie honey Epiphone! She’s my deep black lady, *laced up in white. She loves me like no other and she lasts me all night. Puts on her fuzzy slippers, and I caress her neck, Singin to me softly, or screamin at me loud! Some may say we crazy. Some may say we proud. But nobody says maybe, she’d ever let me down. Black Beauty Eppy, my little thrill. She’s huggin up to me, an talkin to you now! END 
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Thank you Adelle, Aloha, and Callie! I'm still doing a lot of the studio work on this tune. Probably finish it in a week. A lot depends on a buddy of mine. If he's available to add some guitar licks and vocal help like he hopes to. Original idea was for us to corroborate, but he has a lot on his plate, and if he can't make it I'll do them myself. At worst, I'll let it drag out two weeks, but no more. GBU all! Gavin
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