Feeling mighty fine Feeling mighty fine at this time, yes I am Feeling mighty fine Feeling mighty fine at this time, yes indeed Walk down any street
Translation: Eels. Mighty Fine Blues.
Translation: Soundtracks. Eels - Mighty Fine Blues.
Translation: 54 soundtrack. Eels - Mighty Fine Blues.
Here comes the rose, looking mighty fine. Here comes ol' nancy, walking right in time. Here comes the stripper, bringing on the night. Here come the boys
so I love you pretty mama and I can't let go Sweet sixteen, mighty fine in your blue jeans Come to me little Miss. Lovin' Baby, you're lookin' fine and
Have you heard the news? There's good rockin' tonight Gonna squeeze you pretty baby, just as tight as I can Tonight you're gonna know I'm a mighty fine
rhythm when you get the blues Hey, get rhythm when you get the blues Hey, get rhythm when you get the blues Yes a jumpy rhythm makes you feel so fine
Words and music by bob seger Here comes old rosie she's looking mighty fine Here comes hot nancy she's steppin' right on time There go the street lights
fine [Incomprehensible] all the troubles from your worried mind Get rhythm when you get the blues" "Get rhythm when you get the blues Get rhythm when you get the blues
go to heaven, no He went looking for trouble It was in his eyes She was a dime a dozen And they were two of a kind Cherry Blue and Mighty Mouse Kinda
a-drink his wine And he always had some mighty fine wine, singin' Joy to the world All the boys and girls now Joy to the fishes in the deep blue sea
left the blacktop back about a mile or two No more sittin' at home leave the TV and the telephone far behind This life is killin' us all and back roads are lookin' mighty fine
Hey, listen now it's coming so close I'll let the rhythm surround me I'm getting itchy and I'm ready to move I'm mighty glad that you found me There'
chickens and pigeons and all they five feathered friends In a Benz, S Coupe with my ceiling recline About to swoop through the breads with my head, feeling fine
By dean friedman Way on the other side of the hudson, Deep in the bosom of suburbia, I met a young girl, she sang mighty fine, Tears on my pillow and
