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Scratching like a tom cat, got a monkey on my back |
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I'm gonna push and pull and howl like wolf |
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And drive my cadillac |
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I've got medication, honey, I've got wings to fly |
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I've got horse hoof tea to buzz you like a bee |
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Gonna blind the evil eye |
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Push and pull with me, funky jamming free |
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Walk it like you talk it, honey, strut your funky stuff, come on |
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I'm yours, you're mine, gimme more of that Jailbird pie |
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I'm yours, you're mine, gimme more of that Jailbird pie |
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I'm yours, you're mine, gimme more of that Jailbird pie |
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I'm yours, you're mine, yeah, yeah, yeah |
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Come in my kitchen, I've got hop head soup for grease |
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Just shake your hips and let it rip |
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And let the spirit free |
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Ride on baby, ride on, let your crazy horses loose |
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Give it all you got when you're hot to trot |
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And wave bye bye to the blues |
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Shake it to the east, shake it to the west |
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Shake it with the very one that you love the best, come on |
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I'm yours, you're mine, gimme more of that Jailbird pie |
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I'm yours, you're mine, gimme more of that Jailbird pie |
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I'm yours, you're mine, gimme more of that Jailbird pie |
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I'm yours, you're mine, yeah, yeah, yeah, all right |
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(I'm yours, you're mine) Gimme more of that Jailbird pie |
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(I'm yours, you're mine) Gimme more of that Jailbird pie |
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(I'm yours, you're mine) Gimme more of that Jailbird pie |
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(I'm yours, you're mine) Gimme more of that Jailbird pie |
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(I'm yours, you're mine) Gimme more of that Jailbird pie |
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(I'm yours, you're mine) Gimme more of that Jailbird pie |
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(I'm yours, you're mine) Gimme more of that Jailbird pie |
