Rubber Legs #2
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Well my mama was a jet black queen
And my daddy had a head of hair
But I had a little boy with a big blue eye
And I got the rubber leg
And I'm a son of a gravel bitch
And I'm a hand for a dirty dog
And if you hold out a four man rock and roll band
I'm gonna make a million dollars
Whippin' along
Whippin' along
Yeah
Whippin' along
Whippin' along
Whippin' along
You know
You know
Well I was born in a fish on plane
And my mama told my daddy please
She said you got a son with a dirty plan
Longer than a long blue
You're gonna be a state of mind
You're gonna be so big and bad
You're gonna get so high in a real real land
Baby what you think of that
Think of that
What you think of that
Tell me baby tell me the truth
Tell me what you think of that
What you think of that
What you think of that
What you think of that
Well I woke up one morning and I got myself no illusion
Without a motion
Man's got a bullshit illusion
Got a virus
Hip blue tie
Well my mama was a jet black queen
And my daddy had a head of hair
But I had a little boy with a big blue eye
And I got the rubber leg
And I'm a son of a gravel bitch
And I'm a hand for a dirty dog
And if you hold out a four man rock and roll band
I'm gonna make a million dollars
Whippin' along
Whippin' along
Yeah
Whippin' along
Whippin' along
Whippin' along
You know
You know