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Rolled Up

	作曲 : Goodman, Happoldt, Smith ...
	Rolled upRolled up again
	Rolled upRight in front of my friends
	I was rockin' like a star
	Closed down all the bars
	And now I'm sitting in this holding cell
	Sad but true
	Well, I need you
	Come get me out of jail
	Please, please
	You're my only friend
	That I know
	Who's got something to live
	Post my bail
	Cheese sandwich, orange juice
	I've even had to fight to keep my shoes
	I don't got no phone or credit cards to use
	And it's late at night and this calling card's gonna have to do
	Sad but true
	Well, I need you
	Come get me out of jail
	Please, please
	You're my only friend
	That I know
	Who's got something to live
	Post my bail
	Have you ever had a brother man been out of control?
	And if pull it, that's the place, that's the world
	Ever had a brother man been out of control?
	One take the
	Lord, send your deepest regards
	Incarcerated and the cell smells like beer
	Try to wake someone up and get the hell out of here
	Last thing
	I remember,
	I heard last call
	My pocket's controlled by alcohol
	Oh man, I gotta get out of here
	And Lita is my angel
	I've been floating on the sea
	Bail bondsman wants that boat so bad
	She don't need no
	IDCheri's down, bail you out
	You better not mess 'em around
	No, noAnd
	I got caught with 10 pounds
	Sad but true
	Well, I need you
	Come get me out of jail
	Bail please
	You're my only friend
	That I know
	Who's got something to live
	Post my bail
	Rolled upRolled up again
	Rolled upRight in front of my friends
	Rolled up

	zuò qǔ : Goodman, Happoldt, Smith ...
	Rolled upRolled up again
	Rolled upRight in front of my friends
	I was rockin' like a star
	Closed down all the bars
	And now I' m sitting in this holding cell
	Sad but true
	Well, I need you
	Come get me out of jail
	Please, please
	You' re my only friend
	That I know
	Who' s got something to live
	Post my bail
	Cheese sandwich, orange juice
	I' ve even had to fight to keep my shoes
	I don' t got no phone or credit cards to use
	And it' s late at night and this calling card' s gonna have to do
	Sad but true
	Well, I need you
	Come get me out of jail
	Please, please
	You' re my only friend
	That I know
	Who' s got something to live
	Post my bail
	Have you ever had a brother man been out of control?
	And if pull it, that' s the place, that' s the world
	Ever had a brother man been out of control?
	One take the
	Lord, send your deepest regards
	Incarcerated and the cell smells like beer
	Try to wake someone up and get the hell out of here
	Last thing
	I remember,
	I heard last call
	My pocket' s controlled by alcohol
	Oh man, I gotta get out of here
	And Lita is my angel
	I' ve been floating on the sea
	Bail bondsman wants that boat so bad
	She don' t need no
	IDCheri' s down, bail you out
	You better not mess ' em around
	No, noAnd
	I got caught with 10 pounds
	Sad but true
	Well, I need you
	Come get me out of jail
	Bail please
	You' re my only friend
	That I know
	Who' s got something to live
	Post my bail
	Rolled upRolled up again
	Rolled upRight in front of my friends
	Rolled up