Freddie Freeloader - Emilie-Claire Barlow

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