I′m so tired, you on my head. Whiskey′n mama, you shouldn′t have said You wanted me to be your lover true, Then turn around and treats me just likes you do. I should have known better than to fool with a whiskey′n mama.
Now I could be right and could be wrong, You been layin′ out all night long. You telephoned this mornin′, said you′d be home soon. The doorman said he seen you at the Club Blue Lagoon. I should have known better than to fool with a whiskey′n mama.
Whiskey′n mama, you standin′ there With your curly hair Just to have you do me good. I know you could if you only would.
Whiskey′n mama, you standin′ there With your curly hair Just to have you do me good. I know you could if you only would.
Well, the sun come shinin′ on the rain soaked street. Whiskey′n mama, where can she be? I guess I′ll have to put you down on my list, I didn′t wanna do it but you insist. I should have known better than to fool with a whiskey′n mama.
Well how much blues do you use Before you use it up And how many fools take a chance Before they hit it lucky Tomorrow′s wanna be the day It never seem to work that way
What′s up with that What′s up with that What′s up with that What′s up with that
Everybody want a little more Than they think they got But what you might think it is, Might really not be, baby Pick it up or leave it lay It always seem to slip away
What′s up with that What′s up with that What′s up with that What′s up with that
Now how high will a river get Before it overflows And how long is the hole to China It don′t really know This is what it′s all about There′s always gonna be a doubt
What′s up with that What′s up with that What′s up with that What′s up with that
Get your brakes and get your beats Keep something in your pocket knock you off your feet Rollin tight rollin slow roll it right I know you wanna go Get dusted Dusted
Get your baby and grab your freak Get your boots, you gotta hit the street Take insurance in the shade of green Take a back street where you won′t been seen And get dusted With a dustball Dusted
Get a big mother fucker on the line Take a sweet sip like a fine wine Roll it tight roll it slow roll it right I know you′re gonna wanna go Get dusted Get dusted Get dusted Get dusted
When I woke up this morning I was feeling mighty good. My baby understood had to do what she should Lying near a pile of wood. Laying it on some, Playing with it some When I, I woke up with wood.
I was lying there thinking ′bout basketball Trying not to lose my mind My baby came to help and I let out a yell, She grabbed me from behind. Laying on it some, Playing with it some When I, I woke up with wood.
Beauty queens fall in trances, Debutantes lose their furs. But it felt so good from where they stood, They were working on a pile of wood. Laying on it some, Playing with it some When I, I woke up with wood.
There′s a rockin′ time on the borderline Between sundown and up There′s an off-the-wall cantina, man Just waitin′ to tear you up The locals know that in you go And out con nalgas fried Night descends, and the fun begins Way out the other side
But, I didn′t say it Oh, no Vincent Price said it′s alright Vincent Price said it′s OK
There′s a very cherry charmer Oozin′ groovin′ grease She come in with the graveyard shift A pleasin′ teasin′ squeeze El jeffe [sic] holler mucho mas Get some sucker′s ass inside
I hit the street running, had an angle in mind Looking for a shelter, doing double overtime I get a little crazy, but I won′t be denied Gotta find the time that takes the inside outside Tumbling, in a world of swirl Rumbling, in a world of swirl In a world of swirl Everything′s hazy, everything′s a blur Isn′t it amazing? checking outta where we were It′s so unpredictable, at the end of my rope Gotta skate the ledge outta this kaleidoscope Tumbling, in a world of swirl Rumbling, in a world of swirl In a world of swirl In this cloud of dust, you′ve got to keep steady Hang on you must, you better get ready Over the ledge, ripping the curl Riding the edge off into to twirl Tumbling, in a world of swirl Rumbling, in a world of swirl In a world of swirl
Hey, look at the hooks On your pants makes you wanna dance. I say yeah yeah, I say yeah yeah. There ain′t never a catch, all you got to do is snatch, Do the velcro fly, Do the velcro fly.
You need just enough of that sticky stuff To hold the seams of your fine blue jeans. I say yeah yeah. I say yeah yeah. There ain′t never a catch, all you got to do is snatch, Do the velcro fly, Do the velcro fly.
Well, it feels so right when you squeezed it tight, When you reach the end do it over again. I say yeah yeah.