A small town in Kentucky that's called Hazzard Has been known to lay some talent on this land Gave birth to a group that's really happening Eli Stubbs and his Funky Grass Band The Funky Grass Band hits the stage a grinnin' their pickin' really turns a body on Now I wouldn't say the band makes too much money Cause they been seen a smokin' roll-you-home Yellow bus come reelin' down the highway headin' for another one night stand With the women screemin' faint throw their babies At Eli Stubbs and his Funky Grass Band
Now Eli's a little older and short and stubby and he's bald as an eagle in the back But he kept it hid from all the friends and neighbors The one night the band got high and smoked his hat Now Eli bought himself a brand new toupet It was long and shaggy and sorta orangey red One night the fiddle player was a dancin' to the microphone And pulled the rug clean off of Eli's head Yellow bus come reelin' down...
One night they was a traveling through the Ozarks and Eli had to answer nature's call He told the driver to find a filling station I gotta see a man about a dog He drove on for miles around the mountain Eli hollered hey stop right here Driver pulled too close to the canyon and Eli almost ended his career Yellow bus come reelin' down... Oh get it Eli son crank it crank it crank it EliTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
