| Mama says yes, Papa says no
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| Make up you mind 'cause I gotta go
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| I’m 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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| 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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| Down to New Orleans with the Dixie Dean
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| 'Cross to 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, Alabam' don’t give a damn
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| Little Rock and I’m fit to top
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| Ah, let it rock |