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Mama says yes, Papa says no |
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Make up you mind 'cause I gotta go |
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Gonna raise hell at the Union Hall |
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Drive myself right over the wall |
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Rip this joint, gonna save your soul |
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Round and round and round we go |
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Roll this joint, gonna get down low |
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Start my starter, gonna stop the show |
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Yeah, oh, yeah |
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Mister President, Mister Immigration Man |
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Let me in, sweetie, to your fair land |
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I'm Tampa bound and Memphis too |
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Short Fat Fanny is on the loose |
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Dig that sound on the radio |
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Then slip it right across into Buffalo |
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Dick and Pat in ole D.C. |
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Well, they're gonna hold some shit for me |
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Ying yang, you're my thing |
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Oh, now, baby, won't you hear me sing? |
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Flip flop, fit to drop |
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Come on baby, won't you let it rock? |
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Oh, yeah, oh, yeah |
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From San Jose down to Santa Fe |
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Kiss me quick, baby, won'tcha make my day? |
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New Orleans with the Dixie Dean |
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And Dallas, Texas with the Butter Queen |
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Rip this joint, gonna rip yours too |
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Some brand new steps and some weight to lose |
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Gonna roll this joint, gonna get down low |
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Round and round and round we'll go |
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Wham, bham, Birmingham |
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Alabam', don't give a damn |
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Little Rock and I'm fit to drop |
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Ah, let it rock |