Uploaded February 2016 | Updated September 2026, 1 day ago
Eric Burdon teams up with Cincinnati garage rockers The Greenhornes, best known as the rhythm section of The Raconteurs. Though just four tracks long and clocking in at less than 20 minutes, this great EP shows a seasoned veteran meeting youthful exuberance, with heavy riffs and charismatic storytelling galore. The Middle Eastern meditation on "Cab Driver" is maybe a little over the top, but all the others are fantastic.
lyrics :
First time I saw her
She was down by the levy
She blew a hole in the door
Of my brand new chevy
She ran off with my gold
And now her pockets are heavy
And I can't get her out of my mind
She stole it utterly
She got it all together
Took off with my motorcycle
Within all my letters
She's headed for a man
She thinks he's gonna threat her better
I can't get her out of my mind
Can't get her of my mind
Sometimes I wish I was blind
But I can't get her out of my mind
She's goin' in deep
Working undercover
With a six inch pair of heels
And a new hair color
I really wanna kill her
But you know that I still love her
And I can't get her out of my mind
She's long gone
But a perfume still lingers
Nothing but trouble
But I guess that figures
I still remember
Those long ten fingers
But I can't get her out of my mind
Can't get her out of my mind
She can bring on the side to the blind
Can't get her out of my mind
Now listen, if you really wanna follow her
Just follow the money
I hit every pawn shop in town
Got the same old story
Son if you're gold is gone
All we can say is we're sorry
But by now we ain't kidding
It's inside that some pimp's feelings
I'd be better off dead
That's my life long savings in some fool's hand
But I must admin she was the best thing I ever had
I hope she's in heaven or maybe in hell
But I can't get her out of my mind
Can't get her out of my mind
Lord I wish I was blind
Can't get her, ow can't get her out of my mind...
Eric Burdon teams up with Cincinnati garage rockers The Greenhornes, best known as the rhythm section of The Raconteurs. Though just four tracks long and clocking in at less than 20 minutes, this great EP shows a seasoned veteran meeting youthful exuberance, with heavy riffs and charismatic storytelling galore. The Middle Eastern meditation on "Cab Driver" is maybe a little over the top, but all the others are fantastic.
lyrics :
First time I saw her
She was down by the levy
She blew a hole in the door
Of my brand new chevy
She ran off with my gold
And now her pockets are heavy
And I can't get her out of my mind
She stole it utterly
She got it all together
Took off with my motorcycle
Within all my letters
She's headed for a man
She thinks he's gonna threat her better
I can't get her out of my mind
Can't get her of my mind
Sometimes I wish I was blind
But I can't get her out of my mind
She's goin' in deep
Working undercover
With a six inch pair of heels
And a new hair color
I really wanna kill her
But you know that I still love her
And I can't get her out of my mind
She's long gone
But a perfume still lingers
Nothing but trouble
But I guess that figures
I still remember
Those long ten fingers
But I can't get her out of my mind
Can't get her out of my mind
She can bring on the side to the blind
Can't get her out of my mind
Now listen, if you really wanna follow her
Just follow the money
I hit every pawn shop in town
Got the same old story
Son if you're gold is gone
All we can say is we're sorry
But by now we ain't kidding
It's inside that some pimp's feelings
I'd be better off dead
That's my life long savings in some fool's hand
But I must admin she was the best thing I ever had
I hope she's in heaven or maybe in hell
But I can't get her out of my mind
Can't get her out of my mind
Lord I wish I was blind
Can't get her, ow can't get her out of my mind...
