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Hey lawdy mama, whose old funky drawers are these?
Hey lawdy mama, whose old funky drawers are these?
They must belong to my brother who gambles, 'cause they've got holes all in the knees
Hey lawdy mama, whose old funky socks on my bed?
Hey lawdy mama, whose old funky socks on my bed?
They must belong to that old nasty Albert, 'cause they smell like something dead
Hey lawdy mama, who left that ring 'round the tub?
Hey lawdy mama, who left that ring 'round the tub?
Any body that gets that dirty ought t'have his head pulled with gloves
Hey lawdy mama, what's that cooking in the pot?
Hey lawdy mama, what's that cooking in the pot?
I hope it's some ...1 peas and ham hocks, the thousand and ones I like a lot
Oh alfa leaves and beans. I wish to sleep in the cot,
'cause when those beans start working, he may take off to Mars
Hey lawdy mama, that cornbread smoke can fly,
on my way home from work they told me they can smell it all over the neighbourhood
Hey lawdy mama, whose old funky drawers are these?
Hey lawdy mama, whose old funky drawers are these?
They must belong to my brother who gambles, 'cause they've got holes all ïn the knees
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Hey lawdy mama, whose old funky drawers are these?
Hey lawdy mama, whose old funky drawers are these?
They must belong to my brother who gambles, 'cause they've got holes all in the knees
Hey lawdy mama, whose old funky socks on my bed?
Hey lawdy mama, whose old funky socks on my bed?
They must belong to that old nasty Albert, 'cause they smell like something dead
Hey lawdy mama, who left that ring 'round the tub?
Hey lawdy mama, who left that ring 'round the tub?
Any body that gets that dirty ought t'have his head pulled with gloves
Hey lawdy mama, what's that cooking in the pot?
Hey lawdy mama, what's that cooking in the pot?
I hope it's some ...1 peas and ham hocks, the thousand and ones I like a lot
Oh alfa leaves and beans. I wish to sleep in the cot,
'cause when those beans start working, he may take off to Mars
Hey lawdy mama, that cornbread smoke can fly,
on my way home from work they told me they can smell it all over the neighbourhood
Hey lawdy mama, whose old funky drawers are these?
Hey lawdy mama, whose old funky drawers are these?
They must belong to my brother who gambles, 'cause they've got holes all ïn the knees
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