Ghetto mom
The jon spencer blues explosionWhile, in the baby, the dead of night
What can I see in a grand cafe
Put a little poison about an hour ago(?)
I've been a shit for days, come on!
*Ghetto Mom, Ghetto Mom
Just to tell you, want you, Adam's ball
Ghetto Mom, Ghetto Mom
I wanna suck it to you baby, get it all night long
Well, I got it right down and this base is up
And they always tell me, rhythm & blues
I got no alone and no cologne
Just a lot of them cheese, come on!
*Repeat
1965, I was born and trimmed alive
A red bullet female covers the crash
Shake my daddy, come on, and jive, come on!
Ghetto Mom, Ghetto Mom
What the hell, Adam's ball
Ghetto Mom, Ghetto Mom
I say, hey, come on!
Yeah, it's cool!
All around the world, every travellin' gay
Across the dozen flame, You're gonna know my name
You're gonna, you're gonna know my name
All right!
Yeah, now that I'm looking, look at my eyes
Can we all dogs on the hide?
Dadada, dadada dadada, let me free or die
Ghetto Mom, Ghetto Mom
What the drop, Adam's ball
Ghetto Mom, Ghetto Mom
I wanna sock it to you baby, get it all right now
Ive been a wizard on you honey, come on, get it
I've got to do it for you good, all night long!
All night long, good!
All night long, good!
All night long, good!
All night long, come on, good!