Emilie-Claire Barlow - Freddie Freeloader lyrics

There's this cat His name is freddie This cat's a bartender Well known by anyone hip And he can mix the kind of drinks That you won't forget One sip and you'll flip And for chasers Freddie's got some stuff for hip lips Groovy stuff for your cup Let the flow go Get down and drink it up I swear he made it up himself And it'll hypnotize an elf Them drinks that freddie mix Ain't no ail that they won't fix For each emotion Freddie got a potion He's known to have you toxified Before you know you're even dry Just mention his name All the cats know freddie He serves one So freddie deserves one Cause tendin' bar the way that freddie does He tends to unnerve one So all day He juices all day, freddie But all that bread Don't reach the till Though i 'ain't sayin' freddie stealin' If you know him at all Then it's a cinch that you know he will Ever-ready freddie With a paw so steady I seen him sink one drink Before the next half was ready He's got a style that's all i know Freddie's on time the juice is on tap It's all his own The one to meet is freddie He'll make your drink, he's ready Go see fred, you know where He's your man, he'll be there With shooters and bottles He'd love to get you drunk And you all know fred 'cause you need him You sure would love to meet him Straight flyin' he's steady Freddie's got your substance Free dues, free booze That's freddie He isn't good looking Yet handsome You want some credit? He can spare some 'cause serving drinks is what he does Groovier than most men He's readyin' them up in case you come in 'cause freddie really loves that thing called be-bop Let the cats drink every drop While he digs on it nonstop Cause cats have no doubt that he's fine Your throat's dry Knowing that that's the place That freddie gets down and gets ya high Without ever worryin' 'bout payment Freddie has a handle on All the things about this place So you never have to even think about it Just have him hold on to some drinks and Your tab's all paid Let the good times roll And pour me anoher drink as a toast to old freddie The cat that's hip and where it was And where it's at He used to be such a solid old fella of the church He used to be so good boy He had his religion But now as the devil's moved in and had his way You'll find that he can be tempted With even the tiniest smidgen So drink up all this style Have a breakdown when he's around And now my cat's you know that He'll fix somethin' up for you Soon as he gets back around the bar It's such a brew You need another one to help you see it through I heard him say that Speakin' of fred he's got the Ugly kind of face That only a mom could love And i know Freddie don't play that The one to meet is freddie He'll make your drink he's ready Go see fred, you know where He's my man he'll be there With shooters, and bottles He'd love to get you drunk And you all know fred 'cause you need him You sure would love to meet him Straight flyin' he's steady Freddie's got your substance Free booze, free blues That's freddie Free booze, free dues That's freddie Free dues, free blues That's fred