Whoa, are we moving too slow? Have you seen us, Uncle Remus? We look pretty sharp in these clothes (Yes, we do) Unless we get sprayed with a hose It aint bad in the day If they squirt it your way Cept in the wintah, when its froze And its hard if it hits, on your nose (On your nose) Just keep your nose To the grindstone they say Will that redeem us, Uncle Reemus? I cant wait til mah fro is full grown Ill just throw away my doo-rag at home Ill take a drive to Beverly Hills Just before dawn And knock the little jockeys Off the rich peoples lawn And before they get up Ill be gone (Ill be gone) Before they get up Ill be knockin the jockeys off the lawn . . .
Posted on: Wed, 26 Nov 2014 02:51:22 +0000