Coolsville (Live Acoustic Version)

I and Braggar, and

Junior Lee

Well that's the way we always thought it would be

In the wind-strewn leaves of

September, how we met

In the Winston lips of

September, how we met

Decked out like aces, we'd beat anybody's bet'

Cuz we was

Coolsville, 'cuz we was

Coolsville

Well you stick it here, you stick it over there but it never fits

And now a hungry night you want more and more

And you chip in your little kiss

Well, I jumped all his jokers but he trumped all my tricks

And I swear to

God I thought this one was smart enough to

Stick it into

Coolsville, yeah stick it into

Coolsville

Ooh stick it into

Coolsville

So now it's

J and B and me and that sounds close

But it ain't the same, well that's okay

Hot city don't hurt that much but everything feels the same

Well the real thing come and the real thing go

Well the real thing is back in town

Ask me if you wanna know the way to

Coolsville

Well I hear you wanna go back to

Coolsville

Well come on honey, take you back to

Coolsville