Oh Lord I wish I had never been stoned 'Cause when I get high I can't leave the women alone Omaha sheriff and his broad gettin' ready for slaughter Their lookin' for the man that turned on the mayor's daughter
Omaha honey had a hold on a hell of a thing Down in a hollo', every evening you can hear her sing She said, monkey but showed me the Tulsa Turnaround Stepped on my toes, turned me on and turned me down
Fit me like a hand in a glove, taught me how to love - why'a-all Five miles of road between me and my house A rosy-throat sheriff and his deputy trackin' me down Well I wish I was back at Bacon, takin' it easy
But if a man's gonna eat fried chicken he's got to be greasy Omaha honey had a hold on a hell of a thi-ing Down in a hollo' every evening you can hear her si-ing She said that monkey but showed me the Tulsa Turnaround
Stepped on my toes, turned me on and turned me down Fit me like a hand in a glove, taught me how to love - why'a-all Omaha honey had a hold on a hell of a thing Down in a hollo' every evening you can hear her si-ing
She said, monkey but showed me the Tulsa Turnaround Stepped on my toes, turned me on and turned me down Fit me like a hand in a glove, taught me how to love - why'a-allTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
