House on Turk Street

Stig Treu Pehrsson: vokal, trommer, rhodes, orgel, kor; Jack Jørgensen: bas; Martin Hendersen: guitar, guitar solo; Mette Sejbæk: kor

Optaget i Intuitionsound, Kbh. af Javier Ovalle

Mixet i Intuitionsound, Kbh. af Stig Treu Pehrsson, Jack Jørgensen & Javier Ovalle

HOUSE ON TURK STREET.
musik: pehrsson 
tekst: jørgensen

I don't know what it was about her
Made me feel like she had to be mine
But I always was a sucker for a red-head
And like a fool I stepped over the line

She told me she belonged to the Big Man
And she proved that she could handle the juice
She said, Man you can't get lucky down on Turk Street 
It's a million to one that you lose

CH: 
Take my word
You just might get hurt
In the House on Turk Street

Well, me - I like to play a little hardball
Used to never be caught out of breath
But the Big Man started bringing out the hardware And I was not exactly tickled to death

CH:

B-stykke:
She's got eyes that you could die for
And the kind of smile that cuts you up inside
She's the kind of girl a man could fry for
She'll let you take the fall and kiss you goodbye

There's a joint where they got a singing waiter He's got perfect voice and a filthy mouth
I just had to hear him do a dirty show tune 
Then I knew it was time to go south

CH:

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