Testi:
Eric Burdon Access All Areas With Brian Auger Band

Oh, bring it to me, bring your sweet loving Bring it on home to me, yeah, yeah, yeah I'll give you jewelry, money too And that's not all, all I'll do

I don't want you be no slave I don't want you work all day I don't want 'cause I'm sad and blue I just want to make love to you, baby Love to you, baby

It's a hard world to get a break in All the good things have been taken But girl there are ways To make certain things pay Though I'm dressed in these

Some people say a man is made outta' mud A poor man's made outta' muscle and blood Muscle and blood and skin and bones A mind that's a-weak and a back

that mean Am I going crazy or is this just a dream Now, wait a minute I know I'm lying in a field of grass somewhere So it's all in my head And then..

The rooms were so much colder then My father was a soldier then And times were very hard When I was young, when I was young I smoked my first cigarette

and get a job With the help and the grace from above Save some money, get rich I know Bring it back to Tobacco Road Bring Dynamite and a crane Blow you up, start all

I'm nothing in your eyes It makes me feel like giving up Because my best just ain't good enough Girl I want to provide for you And do all the things

: The rooms were so much colder then My father was a soldier then And times were very hard When I was young, when I was young I smoked my first cigarette