rip this joint

mama says yes

papa says no

make up you mind

'cause i gotta go

i'm gonna raise hell at the union hall

drive myself right over the wall

rip this joint

gonna save your soul

so round and round and round we go

roll this joint

gonna get down low

start my starter

gonna stop the show

mister president

mister immigration man

let me in

sweetie

to your fair land

i'm tampa bound and memphis too

short fat fanny is on the loose

dig that sound on the radio

then slip it right across into buffalo

dick and pat in ol' d.c. well they're gonna hold some grits for me

ying yang

you're my thing

oh now baby

won't you hear me sing

flip flop

fit to drop

come on baby

won't you let it rock

from san jose down to santa fe

kiss me quick baby

won'tcha make my day

down to new orleans with the dixie queen

'cross to dallas

texas with the butter queen

rip this joint

gonna rip yours too

some brand new steps and some weight to lose

gonna roll this joint

gonna get down low

so round and round and round we'll go

wham

bam

birmingham

alabam' don't give a damn

little rock fit to drop

ah

let it rock