Soul Agent

Rosie cooks with love 5 bucks a plate
And she’ll cook for if you, if don’t show up too late
'Cuz when you’re feelin' low down, as empty as a hole
Go to Rosie’s cafe, she’ll nourish your soul
'Cuz she’s a soul agent for the USA
She’ll be here tomorrow
After she gets through t’day
Yeah
I know this girl who makes her dollars, one at a time
She folds them lay aways under her pantie line
She wears crushed purple velvet; she’s swimmin' in my mind
She’s doin' what she wants to get herself by
'Cuz she’s a soul agent for the USA
She’ll be here tomorrow
After she gets through t’day
'Cuz she’s a soul agent for the USA
She’ll be here tomorrow
After she gets through t’day
Yeah
Yours is the only soul you can know
And yours is the only road you can go
The finest people that you’ll meet, yeah
Is just a man on the street
And there’s a fellow I know
He moves like the shifting sands
He earns his daily bread
With his own two hands
And when the weight on your shoulders
Is wearing you down
Well he’ll do his best to bring you around
'Cuz he’s a soul agent for the USA
He’ll be here tomorrow
After he gets through t’day
He’s a soul agent for the USA
He’ll be here tomorrow
After he gets through t’day
Yeah
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