Jeffrey Reid

Jeffrey Reid

BandAmericana

LOST CITY BAND, a group of long time friends that enjoy writing and performing music together.

Biography

LOST CITY BAND, writes their own music. Each week members assemble to write and record new music in their studio, Lost City Studio.

Lyrics

TOO MUCH FOR GAS

Written By: JEFFREY REID

TOO MUCH FOR GAS
JEFFREY A. REID 7-8-2008

MY BABY SHE LIVES ON THE OTHER SIDE OF TOWN
SHE CALLED ME UP TODAY SEZ – “HOW COME YOU AIN’T BEEN ‘ROUND”
WELL I HYMED AND I HAWED WONDERIN’ IF I SHOULD BREAK HER THE NEWS
WHY I’VE BEEN STAYIN’ AT HOME, GIVIN’ MY BABY THE BLUES
IT AIN’T THE WAY TO TREAT YOU RIGHT, LORD KNOWS IT’S SATURDAY NIGHT
BUT THIS TIME, I’LL HAVE TO PASS

CAUSE IT’S TOO MUCH FOR GAS - TOO MUCH FOR GAS
CAUSE IT’S TOO MUCH FOR GAS - TOO MUCH FOR GAS
CAN’T DRIVE TO SEE MY BABY CAUSE IT’S TO MUCH FOR GAS (REPEAT CHORUS)

ONE DAY MY BABY’S GONNA FIND HER A SUGAR DADDY
DRIVE HER ALL AROUND TOWN, IN HIS BIG ASS CADDY
BUT SOMEDAY THE WELL, IT WILL RUN DRY
AND I’M SURE ABOUT THEN I’LL HEAR MY BABY CRY
SHE’LL PICK UP THE TELEPHONE, AND YES I’LL BE AT HOME
AND NO, I STILL DON’T DRIVE

CHORUS

I LOOKED OUT THE WINDOW, AT MY CHEVROLET
WONDERING IF TODAY IT WOULD BE THE DAY
YESTERDAY I WALKED UP TO THE CORNER STORE
ASKED THE LADY AT THE REGISTER IF SHE KNEW THE PRICE OF OIL
SHE SAID SON IF YOU HAVE TO ASK ME, SHE DECIDED NOT TO RUN IT PAST ME
SO I WENT BACK HOME, WITH A BOTTLE OF WINE CHORUS + LAST LINE 2X

TOO MUCH FOR GAS

Written By: JEFFREY REID

TOO MUCH FOR GAS
JEFFREY A. REID 7-8-2008

MY BABY SHE LIVES ON THE OTHER SIDE OF TOWN
SHE CALLED ME UP TODAY SEZ – “HOW COME YOU AIN’T BEEN ‘ROUND”
WELL I HYMED AND I HAWED WONDERIN’ IF I SHOULD BREAK HER THE NEWS
WHY I’VE BEEN STAYIN’ AT HOME, GIVIN’ MY BABY THE BLUES
IT AIN’T THE WAY TO TREAT YOU RIGHT, LORD KNOWS IT’S SATURDAY NIGHT
BUT THIS TIME, I’LL HAVE TO PASS

CAUSE IT’S TOO MUCH FOR GAS - TOO MUCH FOR GAS
CAUSE IT’S TOO MUCH FOR GAS - TOO MUCH FOR GAS
CAN’T DRIVE TO SEE MY BABY CAUSE IT’S TO MUCH FOR GAS (REPEAT CHORUS)

ONE DAY MY BABY’S GONNA FIND HER A SUGAR DADDY
DRIVE HER ALL AROUND TOWN, IN HIS BIG ASS CADDY
BUT SOMEDAY THE WELL, IT WILL RUN DRY
AND I’M SURE ABOUT THEN I’LL HEAR MY BABY CRY
SHE’LL PICK UP THE TELEPHONE, AND YES I’LL BE AT HOME
AND NO, I STILL DON’T DRIVE

CHORUS

I LOOKED OUT THE WINDOW, AT MY CHEVROLET
WONDERING IF TODAY IT WOULD BE THE DAY
YESTERDAY I WALKED UP TO THE CORNER STORE
ASKED THE LADY AT THE REGISTER IF SHE KNEW THE PRICE OF OIL
SHE SAID SON IF YOU HAVE TO ASK ME, SHE DECIDED NOT TO RUN IT PAST ME
SO I WENT BACK HOME, WITH A BOTTLE OF WINE

CHORUS

Broke Down in Chicago

Written By: Jeffrey Reid

BROKE DOWN IN CHICAGO
JEFFREY A. REID 7-11-2008

AS FAR AS I CAN TELL THE DEVIL LIVES IN HELL
AND THE APPLE IT DON'T FALL FAR FROM THE TREE
SOMEONE TOLD SOMEONE THAT SOMEONE ELSE WAS LOOKING FOR ME

OH YOU CAN HIDE AMOUNG THEM, THE MASSES AND THE CROWD
LIKE A MUTED TRUMPET NEVER PLAYING LOUD
THAT AIN'T GOING NO PLACE, THAT AIN'T GOIN' NO WHERE AT ALL

BROKE DOWN IN CHICAGO, BROKE DOWN IN CHICAGO
THEY WERE BROKE DOWN, BROKE DOWN IN CHICAGO

BIG BASS DRUM IS POUNDIN', BEATING LIKE A HEART
MODERN DAY TECHNOLOGY IS RIPPIN' IT APART
EASY SPEAKS, PIGS ARE BLIND, ROLLIN' TO ANOTHER CENTURY

IF YOU FIND YOUR COZY CORNER, ANY WHERE AT ALL
ROLL YOUR STONE UP THE HILL BUT NOT FOR VERY LONG
WHAT GOES UP COMES DOWN MUCH FASTER IN VELOCITY

BROKE DOWN IN CHICAGO, BROKE DOWN IN CHICAGO
THEY WERE BROKE DOWN, BROKE DOWN IN CHICGAO
BROKE DOWN IN CHICAGO, BROKE DOWN IN CHICAGO
THEY WERE BROKE DOWN, BROKE DOWN IN CHICGAO