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[Intro]
[Verse 1]
I got tired of living
Down in the ghetto, down across the side
I decided, I'm gonna move out soon
Everything's s'pposed to be going on
I moved into this new appartment
Over on the better side of town
And the manager there, the man was out of his mind,
He was always sneakin' around.
[Chorus 1]
(he said:)
You can stay, but the noise got to go,
You can stay, but the noise got to go,
You can watch that guitar on the TV screen
But not that funky blues music on your ste-re-o,
the man said it, Oh no!
[Verse 2]
I bought myself a color TV,
All in stereo all in one,
And invited my girl, and some of my best friends,
I said: come on y'all, lets have some fun
I put on one of my records,
It was we had recorded just three weeks ago
N.C.
Then a twist on my door knob
And I heard a bammin' on my door,
and I heard someone say: (Ah, Mr. Washington!)
[Chorus 2]
You can stay, but the noise got to go,
You can stay, but the noise got to go,
You can watch that guitar on the TV screen
But not that funky blues music on your ste-re-o,
The man said it, Oh no!
[Solo 2]
[Verse 3]
I got mad, I got real mad
I had payed my rent three months in advance
But I'm gonna get myself, oh, out of here
Lord, as soon, as I get a chance
And I dont wish that landlord no bad luck
Oh, but I hope that one of these days (you hope what?)
That a black widow spider is right on the tip of his nose
And of his nosy ways
[Chorus 3]
You can stay, but the noise got to go,
You can stay, but the noise got to go,
You can watch that guitar on the TV screen
But not that funky blues music on your ste-re-o,
The man said it, Oh no!
[Solo 2]
[fade out]