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Where's Joe Friday Lyrics by Mike Cullison
Mike Cullison Lyrics
Talk about a mystery my woman is one
Ain't no clue where's coming from
I think I know what's going down
And find third hand she's steppin' around
I need the facts not pool hall preachin'
Where's Joe Friday when you really need him
I work real hard to get ahead
All I do is hang by a thread
Lost the handle on where my money goes
There's too many hands in my cash flow
Lord it's a crime I need to reach him
Where's Joe Friday when you really need him
(chs)
Well Sgt. Joe he's so cool
He knows the game he wrote the rules
Take it from me you ain't gonna beat him
Where's Joe Friday when you really need him
I used to hang out 'til the rooster crowed
Now I'm in bed before the Leno show
I was a stepper to tell you the truth
'Til life jumped up and stole my youth
So where's my man I need to see him
Where's Joe Friday when you really need him
(chs)
[Thanks to Robs for lyrics]
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