Lyrics:
this planet a long time ago
Now, some of you might have
Read a book called
Chariots Of The Gods by Erich Von Däniken
And there's a little thing in there
are migratory?
ARTHUR: Not at all, they could be carried.
GUARD #1: What -- a swallow carrying a coconut?
ARTHUR: It could grip it by the husk!
GUARD
Oh oh it's got to be Sweet 16's not M-16's
When will the governments realize it's got to be funky sexy ladies?
I have a vision and all I can see
She brings her body close to mine
She's a sweet sweet lady
And I've been loving her for a long long time
Well you know what George
What's that Grover
oh, oh)
There's no beginning and there is no end (so deep, baby, just a sweet)
Feels like I'm dreaming, but I'm not sleeping (fantasy)
Ladies
Hey you were standing by the screen door slamming
Rather clear what's taking place
You were holding on to Louie, he was packing, he was heavy
That
As much as I love comics
And these video games
I need a little something
Not just any old dame
I need a little lady, make my life less lame
'Cause
eyes.
She got the cowboy drifter by the road side.
They're gonna ride through sweet freedom's door.
My little lady ain't my little lady no more.
My
I grew up in North Alabama, back in the 1970's,
When dinosaurs still roamed the earth Speaking
Of course of the Three Great Alabama Icons
George
slow and breezy
Movin’ on up like George and Weezy
Little bit of classic, Throwback magic
Cruisin’ that three speed automatic
Hula girl dancing
since the beginning of recorded history
And it ain't just white and black,
But thanks to George Wallace,
It's always a little more conveinent to play it
That's what they be yellin'
I'm a pimp by blood, not relation
Y'all be chasin', I replace them, huh?
Drunk off Cris', mami on E
Can't keep her little
That's what they be yellin'
I'm a pimp by blood, not relation
Y'all be chasin', I replace them, huh?
Drunk off Cris', mami on E
Can't keep her little
girl
I love ma little nasty girl
All the ladies if u hear me
Grab ur titties for B.I.G
I love ma little nasty girl
All ma women from around
that fire through the if you can
But cook my sorghums thick 'n' sweet
Well that's the way they're fittin' to eat
Dance to your daddy, my little lady
Funk is my mother, George is my father
Obsessed with creating another author
Now I remember back when everything was On the One
(Nah, they couldn't
kids than you
She's got a better looking husband too
She is a sweet little honey
Three times a mummy
You wouldn't know it cause she's
Got a flat little
your name
And you were always there to see the turning of my key
And your laughing voice to me was like a song
Lady your spirit's sweet and free it's
a Stutz Bearcat, Jim
Those were different times
They studied rows of verse
And all the ladies rolled their eyes
Sweet Jane, sweet Jane, sweet Jane
a Stutz Bearcat, Jim
Those were different times
They studied rows of verse
And all the ladies rolled their eyes
Sweet Jane, sweet Jane, sweet Jane
Gimme that funk, that sweet, that nasty, that gushi stuff
But don't bullshit me
C'mon, gimme that funk, that sweet, that nasty, that gushi stuff
Spend the summertime naturally high
By chopping wood, the next one or five
Saving our money for the county fair
George Jones' supposed to be there
We got
Sweet lady Sheila
Do you ? Do you really want me ?
Sophisticated lady want me
Sweet little Sheila
Do you ? Do you really love me ?
She's a different
and a little bit of head rah
What means the world to you, to sex is sweet wit a cat who eat
What means the world to you, lots of cheese shopping sprees?
What
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