Charlie Vavra - Bad Breeze (feat. Chuck Noble) Lyrics

Gather 'round people
Listen up what I'm laying down
I know you know the changes
But dig this crazy sound
Comin' at y'all
'Bout to turn your head around
Here comes Mr Mellows
Blowin' that bad, bad breeze
You know, they call me Mellow Bellows
This box is my disease
When I touch them pearly knobs
You know I just can't help but squeeze
When I get to shake my bellows
You know I'm feelin' just fine
When I get to shake them bellows
You know I'm feelin' just fine
Now go on shake your bellows
Like I'm shakin' mine
You can be my sugar baby
You can be my cream
You can make me honey sugar baby
You can make me cream
I know you can't help but get down
When you hear that accordion scream
My baby scream
My baby shout
My baby watch that thing go in and out
Wake up pretty mama
Turn your right front burner way down low
You know, the stuff you cookin' up baby
'Bout to make me pack my squeezebox and go
She got down on my case
She said I played all wrong
She sat down on my case
So I couldn't play my song
Well, I said baby baby baby
Ooh, why don't you give me that thing you're sittin' on
You heard the word
Go spread the news
I know you got just one question baby
The gospel accordion to who
Wake up pretty mama
Turn your right front burner way down low
You know the stuff you cookin' up baby
'Bout to make me pack my squeezebox and go
They call me Mr Mellows
I'm blowin' this bad, bad breeze
They call me Mellow Bellows
This box is my disease
When I touch them pearly knobs
You know I just can't help but squeeze