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next song Spin Doctors: Turn It Upside Down Spin Doctors: Up For Grabs Big Fat Funky Booty
(Spin Doctors)
My baby's nice, she's so polite.
She says "please, when she ask me
Stay the night
She's around the house, she love me so.
She pickin' up a little bit of my
Rising, rising dough.
Good lordy god, my gosh all mighty,
Her booty fine, and it's trimmed so tidy,
Horseradish, mama, just a smidge,
Spend a whole lotta time peekin' into
Her big old kitchen fridge.

Gotta love it, it's my duty
She gotta big fat funky booty,
Not above it, makes me moody
Whole mess of big fat funky booty

Waoh! sweet sugar plum
I'm crippled, blind, a little deaf and dumb.
Its wonderful, could I get a little more?
'Cause it's about as wide as my big old garage door.
Were in bed and its late at night, she put her
Arms around me and she hold me tight
But I say, "No baby, no baby, no,
But I sure could use a bit of your funky booty though."
next song previous song Spin Doctors: Turn It Upside Down Spin Doctors: Up For Grabs At This Hour
(Spin Doctors)
Here he come walking down the street
Got them funky ragged things on his feet
He got half a busted moon in his smile
Now I know he's walked that long and lonely mile

He's got the waistcoat made of sad, sad, sack
He see a red door and he want to paint it black
He's got a vote for you now if you dare
To not pretend that he's not there

Yeah, hes coming down on you
Yeah, what'cha you gonna do?
Your the only one walking down the street
He's the only one that you're likely to meet
At this hour baby,

You're so used to living in luxury
Greed's made you blind and you just can't see
So many people in the world today
Who won't ever have things their own way

You live protected, respected, inside the law,
You're sunny-side-up, he's wearing his yolk raw
You say you never took nothing he'd refuse,
He's living off the crap, man, that you can't use
next song previous song Spin Doctors: Homebelly Groove Spin Doctors: Up For Grabs Freeway Of The Plains
(Spin Doctors)
You said the price was final,
But you're willing to haggle
I fold my arms and wait for you,
But you treat me like the rabble.

'Cause I thought it was love, baby,
When I kissed you in the kitchen,
It wasn't no dove, just a white pigeon.
There's a hole in my pocket,
And there's a brand new ruby charm by your silver locket.

Kicked in the ass and thinking
Just to never do correction,
And when it comes to the gadgets, baby,
I hope I made the right selection.

'Cause I thought it was love, baby,
When I kissed you in the kitchen,
It wasn't no dove, darlin', just a white pigeon.
There's a hole in my pocket,
And there's a brand new ruby charm by your silver locket.

Atlas shrugged here on Planet Claire,
With his lead umbrella for the acid rain.
He put the Earth down, and stuck out his thumb,
And he hitched a ride out on the Freeway of the Plains.

Won't you bury my body
By the broken dam of reason,
And when you chisel my epitaph,
Leave out the part about the treason.

'Cause I thought it was love, baby,
When I kissed you in the kitchen,
It wasn't no dove, just a white pigeon.
There's a hole in my pocket,
And there's a brand new ruby charm by your silver locket.
next song previous song Spin Doctors: Homebelly Groove Spin Doctors: Up For Grabs Lady Kerosene
(Spin Doctors)
I saw you sighing by your window bright,
Touch my heart to be your acolyte
Sip fire-water from the golden cup
Drinks at my bedside, as I'm burning up.

Lady Kerosene, I can see the wreckage now,
Drinking gasoline, you keep on pumpin' it out somehow.

Now I'm at Ashland, baby, far away
I'm just a cinder of a summer's day.
Lady Kerosene, Prometheus' evil daughter;
You know what I mean,
I even asked him for a glass of water.

I always thought it was a gentle notion
I flew across the Atlantic Ocean
Rain is different there across the sea
it hits the Earth a little differently
Windshield wipers keep a steady time
Crosswords among the cliffs of lime
Beyond horizon and the clouds of devotion
Comes sunset's tendons from your crimson sun

Lady Kerosene (repeat 4 times)
next song previous song Spin Doctors: Homebelly Groove Spin Doctors: Pocket Full Of Kryptonite Spin Doctors: Up For Grabs Yo Mama's A Pajama
(Spin Doctors)
CHORUS:
Yo mama's a pajama and she ain't no good
Yo mama's a pajama and she ain't got no friends
Yo mama's a pajama and she ain't no good
Yo mama's a pajama and she ain't got no friends

I once knew a girl with a funky doo-wop
Spent all her money just to look like a mop.

Yo mama's a pajama and she ain't no good
Yo mama's a pajama and she ain't got no friends

Yo mama's a pajama,
Yo mama's a llama
Yo mama's a pajama

I love myself, I think I'm grand.
I like to sit and hold my hand
When I grow up I'll marry me,
And somehow form a little family

CHORUS

Yo mama's a pajama,
Yo mama's a llama
Yo mama's a pajama

Yo ma, Yo pa, yo greasy grandma,
She got a big behind like frankenstein,
She go beep beep beep down Sesame Street.

CHORUS

Yo mama's a pajama,
Yo mama's a llama
Yo mama's a pajama

Ain't she sweet;
She get on down the street (x4)

CHORUS

I once knew a girl with a funky doo-wop
She spent all her money just to look like a mop.

CHORUS

I ask you very con-fidenti-al-ly
next song previous song Spin Doctors: Homebelly Groove Spin Doctors: Pocket Full Of Kryptonite Spin Doctors: Up For Grabs Little Miss Can't Be Wrong
(Spin Doctors)
Been a whole lot easier since the bitch left town
Been a whole lot happier without her face around
Nobody upstairs gonna stomp and shout,
Nobody at the back door gonna throw my laundry out
She hold the shotgun while you do-si-do
She want one man made of Hercules and Cyrano
Been a whole lot easier since the bitch is gone
Little miss, Little miss can't be wrong

Little miss, Little miss, Little miss can't be wrong
Ain't nobody gonna bow no more when you sound your gong.
Little miss, little miss, little miss can't be wrong
What'cha gonna do to get into another one of these rock 'n' roll
songs?

Other peoples' thoughts they ain't your hand-me-downs
Would it be so bad to simply turn around
You cook so well, all nice and French
You do you brain surgery too, with a monkey wrench

Little miss, Little miss, Little miss can't be wrong...

I hope those cigarettes gonna make you cough
Hope you hear this song and it pissed you off
I take that back I hope your doing fine
And if I had a dollar I might give you ninety-nine

Little miss, Little miss, Little miss can't be wrong....
Spin Doctors: Pocket Full Of Kryptonite previous song Spin Doctors: Homebelly Groove Spin Doctors: Up For Grabs Rosetta Stone
(Spin Doctors)
Been a whole lot easier since the bitch left town
Been a whole lot happier without her face around
Nobody upstairs gonna stomp and shout,
Nobody at the back door gonna throw my laundry out
She hold the shotgun while you do-si-do
She want one man made of Hercules and Cyrano
Been a whole lot easier since the bitch is gone
Little miss, Little miss can't be wrong

Little miss, Little miss, Little miss can't be wrong
Ain't nobody gonna bow no more when you sound your gong.
Little miss, little miss, little miss can't be wrong
What'cha gonna do to get into another one of these rock 'n' roll
songs?

Other peoples' thoughts they ain't your hand-me-downs
Would it be so bad to simply turn around
You cook so well, all nice and French
You do you brain surgery too, with a monkey wrench

Little miss, Little miss, Little miss can't be wrong...

I hope those cigarettes gonna make you cough
Hope you hear this song and it pissed you off
I take that back I hope your doing fine
And if I had a dollar I might give you ninety-nine

Little miss, Little miss, Little miss can't be wrong....

Rosetta Stone

Take the lowest common denominator,
The tiniest grain of sand.
Like the first digit of our fingers
Points back to the whole hand.

Follow the spear flight
Hurled with any lateral
Throw it on the clifftop
Weaves over the battle
Pill of wax descending the candle
Late at night,
You'd feel a rise at this mantle

The catalyst or the detonator
The place where it all again
The bottom floor of the elevator,
The grandfather of the middleman.

Follow the spear flight
Hurled with any lateral
Throw it on the clifftop
Weaves over the battle
Pill of wax descending the candle
Late at night,
You'd feel a rise at this mantle

Waxing givers
Slip between the sheets of minds.
Rosetta stone
Like the skeleton
Reassembled bone by bone by bone by bone

Follow the spear flight
Hurled with any lateral
Throw it on the clifftop
Weaves over the battle
Pill of wax descending the candle
Late at night,
You'd feel a rise at this mantle