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[pours a drink (assumedly alcoholic); gargles; soft laugh in the background] |
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Hello Baby, I had to call you on the phone |
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(I hollered) |
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Hello Baby, I had to call you on the phone |
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You know I feel so lonesome, Josh wants his Baby home |
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Now it's a downright rotten, a low-down dirty shame (heh) |
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Yeah, it's a downright rotten, a low-down dirty shame |
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You mistreat me Baby and God knows I'm not to blame |
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Well it's jelly, jelly, jelly, jelly stays on my mind |
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Hey lordy mama |
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Great God Almighty! (Righteous!) |
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Jelly, jelly, jelly, jelly, jelly stays on my mind |
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Jelly role kill' my mommy and ran my daddy stone blind |
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I'm gonna take you Baby [chuckle], stretch you 'cross my big brass bed |
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Hey lordy mama |
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Great God Almighty! (Righteous!) |
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I'll take you Babe, stretch you 'cross my big brass bed |
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I'll rub you head Baby, 'till your toes, toes turn cherry red |
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I've got nineteen women (how many?) living in Al's neighborhood |
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(His wife don't know it) [chuckle] |
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Great God Almighty! |
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I've got nineteen women in Al's neighborhood |
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Eighteen are fools, that other gal ain't no god-damn good [chuckle] |
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But she makes me holler, [inhales] ooh baby, ooh baby, ooh |
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She makes me holler, [inhales] ow baby, ooh baby, ooh |
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I love you Baby, what more can a poor man do? |
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You've got bad blood Baby, I believe you need a shot [chuckle] |
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You've got bad blood Baby, I believe you need a shot |
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On your back now Baby, let the doctor see what ... else you got |
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Al, I'm gonna sing this verse and I ain't gonna sing no more |
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Now ain't ya happy? (Hell, no!) |
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Great God Almighty! |
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Sing this verse (sing the song, man, sing the song!), I can't sing no more |
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Put your man in your bed and put you husband down (where?!) on the floor |
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That's an awful place to be! |
