Soul Agent - Cross Canadian Ragweed

Rosie cooks with love 5 bucks a plate

And she’ll cook for if you, if don’t show up too late

'Cuz when you’re feelin' low down, as empty as a hole

Go to Rosie’s cafe, she’ll nourish your soul

'Cuz she’s a soul agent for the USA

She’ll be here tomorrow

After she gets through t’day

Yeah

I know this girl who makes her dollars, one at a time

She folds them lay aways under her pantie line

She wears crushed purple velvet;

she’s swimmin' in my mind

She’s doin' what she wants to get herself by

'Cuz she’s a soul agent for the USA

She’ll be here tomorrow

After she gets through t’day

'Cuz she’s a soul agent for the USA

She’ll be here tomorrow

After she gets through t’day

Yeah

Yours is the only soul you can know

And yours is the only road you can go

The finest people that you’ll meet, yeah

Is just a man on the street

And there’s a fellow I know

He moves like the shifting sands

He earns his daily bread

With his own two hands

And when the weight on your shoulders

Is wearing you down

Well he’ll do his best to bring you around

'Cuz he’s a soul agent for the USA

He’ll be here tomorrow

After he gets through t’day

He’s a soul agent for the USA

He’ll be here tomorrow

After he gets through t’day

Yeah

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