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Smokestack Lightning (LP版) - Lynyrd Skynyrd
Written by：Gary Rossington/Edward King/Johnny Van Zant/Todd Cerney/Gary RossingtonEdward KingJohnny Van ZantTodd Cerney
I was sittin' at home all alone
When I heard that telephone ring
And there on the line was a friend of mine
Sayin' he wasn't doin' a thing
So I'm steppin' out on the town tonight
To party where the drinks are free
There's a sweet young thing
Ready and waitin' on me
Young and fine strike you blind
Smokestack lightnin' make you lose your mind
She's got looks that kill fire at will
Smokestack lightnin' she's all I need
When we got to the place I got me a taste
I knew she'd be good for a game
Dancin' out on the floor she was ready for more
She knew all the boys by their names
I said hey sweet thing let me pull your string
Let me take you home
I woke up in a hour with my money
And my memory gone
Young and fine strike you blind
Smokestack lightnin' make you lose your mind
She's got looks that kill can fire at will
Smokestack lightnin' she's all I need
Yeah young and fine strike you blind
Smokestack lightnin'
She is young and fine strike you blind
Smokestack lightnin' make you lose your mind
She's got looks that kill can fire at will
Smokestack lightnin' she's all I need
Smokestack lightnin' she's all I need
Smokestack lightnin' she's all I need
Smokestack lightnin'
Smoke it baby
Smokestack lightning'
