I got me a room In a cheap hotel My head was a spinnin' And I didn't feel well I laid right down And tried to go to sleep A band kept a playin' In a joint underneath I picked up my pillow And I covered up my head But the band kept a playin' And a shakin' my bed Honky tonk all night long Honky tonk, same old song Honky tonk, my money's all gone Honky tonk, she done me wrong I turned and I tossed And I couldn't go to sleep 'Cause the band kept a playin' With a honky tonk beat Well, I'm so blue My baby's gone She took all my money And left me all alone I'm tryin' to forget her But I don't know what to do The honky tonk song Keeps a leakin' through I picked up my pillow And I covered up my head But the band keeps a playin' And a shakin' my bed Honky tonk all night long Honky tonk, same old song Honky tonk, my money's all gone Honky tonk, she done me wrong I turned and I tossed And I couldn't go to sleep 'Cause the band keeps a playin' With a honky tonk beat

Woman left me with the blues And I know just how I got 'em I see a fifth of Jimmy Beam I'm gonna drink it to the bottom I ain't tryna hurt nobody I ain't prone to give a damn I got me nothin' left to lose I'm in a honky-tonk mood I'm in a honky-tonk mood That's where I'll be all night If anybody's lookin' for me Look for a neon light, oh We're playin' here tonight And then I'm playin' here tomorrow I got a whiskey and a tune I'm in a honky-tonk mood If I get to gettin' loud Don't you worry 'bout it, boys 'Cause gettin' over this heartache Is gonna make a little noise If I start to dancin' 'round Don't try and pull me off the floor I'm just a-kickin' up my boots I'm in a honky-tonk mood I'm in a honky-tonk mood That's where I'll be all night If anybody's lookin' for me Look for a neon light, oh We're playin' here tonight And then I'm playin' here tomorrow I got a whiskey and a tune I'm in a honky-tonk mood I got a whiskey and a tune I'm in a honky-tonk mood

(Arthur Leo Owens - Sanger D. Shafer) She'd be hurt if she knew I was drinking Cause one's too much and twelve just ain't enough She knows how it messes up my thinking How it makes me look for someone else to love. I get honky tonk amnesia And I forget where all my love belongs I get honky tonk amnesia And sometimes it lasts all night long. --- Instrumental --- She'll accept my story without question About the overtime I'm puttin' in If someone calls she'll tell them that I'm resting While I wonder what I've done and where I've been. I get honky tonk amnesia And I forget where all my love belongs I get honky tonk amnesia And sometimes it lasts all night long. And sometimes it lasts all night long...

(Rhythm is both the song's manacle and it's demonic charge. It is the original breath, it is the whisper of unremitting demand. "What do you still want of me?", says the singer. "What do you think you can still draw from my lips?" Exact presence that no fantasy can represent. Purveyor of the oldest secret, alive with the blood that boils again, and is pulsing where the rhythm is torn apart. How your singer's blood is incensed at the depth of sound. Lacerations echo in the mouth's open erotic sky where dance together the lost frenzies of rhythm and an imploring immobility. Ladies and gentlemen, Miss Grace Jones. Jones the Rhythm.) Slave! Slave to the rhythm Dance to the rhythm Axe to wood in ancient times Man machine, production line The fire burns, with heartbeats strong Sing out loud, the chain gang song Never stop the action Keep it up, keep it up Never stop the action Keep it up, keep it up Slave to the rhythm Dance to the rhythm, The rhythm... master... master... Never stop the action, keep it up Never stop the action Keep it up, keep it up. Slave to the rhythm, work to the rhythm, Dance to the rhythm, live to the rhythm. Slave to the rhythm, Dance to the rhythm, live to the rhythm, Slave to the rhythm, work... to the rhythm, To the rhythm, work to the rhythm, to the rhythm. Slave, slave, To the rhythm, to the rhythm, to the rhythm. (Grace) Oh that's weird... (Grace Jones, welcome) Thank you Paul. And if you're wondering what's wrong with my voice, I just choked on my saliva. So... (Now obviously you're in the Bond movie.)

You can ride all day long Another Myke Diesel production (Mike Jones) But you'll never catch Mr. Jones He's got a gang that's far too strong (Ice Age, Ice Age, Ice Age) Your friends know it, that's why you're all alone Chasing a man you can't see (Mike Jones) So just walk away and let him be He's got a shotgun so go back home (Who? Mike Jones Who? Mike Jones) 'Cause you'll never get Mr. Jones (Mike Jones, Mike Jones) I'm back, my music tracks about to sell another mil' My pants stay saggin' from them hundred dollar bills These haters hate but they don't really wanna see the steel These haters hate but they don't really wanna see the steel Had a million in my bank before Asylum bought the deal Had a million in my bank before Asylum bought the deal Before I came I just say the streets wouldn't feel The - that I'm spittin', the - that's real But now I'm like Melo, I'm the king of the hill American dream, I'm livin' that for real Eleven cars later - tell me how you feel Took the diamonds off my teeth And put 'em on my Phantom grill (smile, ha ha) You can ride all day long (Mike Jones) But you'll never catch Mr. Jones He's got a gang that's far too strong (Ice Age, Ice Age, Ice Age) Your friends know it, that's why you're all alone Chasing a man you can't see (Mike Jones) So just walk away and let him be He's got a shotgun so go back home (Who? Mike Jones Who? Mike Jones) 'Cause you'll never get Mr. Jones (Mike Jones, Mike Jones) I used to get dissed by the chicks in the club Now they want to rub my belly, wanna show your boy some love They see me iced up, they be like, "What's up?" Try to jack me if you wanna, I'ma leave you - up Used to roll hatchback, now I'm Cadillac and Benz Used to roll hatchback, now I'm Cadillac and Benz I used to have homies, now I'm like, "- friends" 'Cause even back then all they did was pretend Now I got my own label Ice Age and I'm boss I'm the mayor of this town with the key to that vault All my cars black on black except the one with thick gloss Got another white on white I call that - rick Rick Ross (Ross) You can ride all day long (Mike Jones) But you'll never catch Mr. Jones He's got a gang that's far too strong (Ice Age, Ice Age, Ice Age) Your friends know it, that's why you're all alone (hahahahahaha) Chasing a man you can't see (you can't see me, baby) So just walk away, and let him be He's got a shotgun so go back home (Who? Mike Jones Who? Mike Jones) 'Cause you'll never get Mr. Jones (Mike Jones, Mike Jones) Hey Now make it rain Hey Now make it rain Hey Now make it rain American Dream, album and movie on the way, baby