Nikita Boone - Blue Martina Lyrics

She's a queen but her head ain't straight
Sets her sadness to percolate
And she sobs like the rain falls, pitter patter

Oh she's off on a crying jag
Holds her heart in a shabby bag
Now here's mine on a scuffed up silver platter

Blue Martina come away tonight
I will, Blue Martina, make it right

Dinner time at the five and dime
I'll have yours why don't you try mine
Here's the keys, here's the change now, jingle jangle

See the fool in the sunny glade
If you can't swim it's alright to wade
We are waves on the water, ebbin' flowin'

Blue Martina come away tonight
I will, Blue Martina, make it right

There's no need to be fitting' in
I'll be Yang, Honey, to your Yin
And it feels like the first time
When it could be the last time
And it's always the best time

So grab your shoes or let's go barefoot
Grab my hand, grab your pocketbook
It's the moment the time is ticken' tockin'

Blue Martina come away tonight
I will, Blue Martina, make it right