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