Howard Jennings Big Wheel Lyrics

Bobby Big Wheel throw your words in my face
You best run your words right into another place
Got all the answers behind your popped collar, fool
A fistful of remedies will be exactly what's calling
you

Eloquent, you're so smooth it's slick
Eloquent, you're making me sick
Eloquent, trying to fit in
Eloquent, can you groove like this

Like this

Back at a party in your daddy's home
Well I guess it's your apartment but it's the one that
he owns
See ya hittin on my lady
It's a must to have her name
Son you're crazy I see the game that you play

Eloquent, you're so smooth it's slick
Eloquent, you're making me sick
Eloquent, trying to fit in
Eloquent, can you groove like this

Like this

Throwing money on the table
Drinks on the hosue
Don't know the owner, but you may own the place now Talking bout the pretty ladies and the ones you'd like
to have
Sifting through a few you'd like to woo and maybe work
for a laugh
Cracking jokes like you made them, you're a fairly
funny guy
Poor Chuckles came up short when he forgot the punch
line

Eloquent, you're so smooth it's slick
Eloquent, you're making me sick
Eloquent, trying to fit in
Eloquent, can you groove like this

Like this

I don't think you can
But I hope you don't
Wait a minute don't get ...
Listen up a little closer, I can repeat anything you
missed
Bobby Big Wheel throw your words in my face
Bobby better run his words right into another place

Eloquent, you're so smooth it's slick
Eloquent, you're making me sick
Eloquent, trying to fit in
Hey eloquent, can you groove like this