Rip This Joint

Mama says yes, Papa says no

Make up you mind, 'cause I gotta go

I'm gonna raise hell at the Union Hall

Drive myself right over the wall

Rip this joint, gonna save your soul

So 'round and 'round and 'round we go

Roll this joint, gonna get down low

Start my starter, gonna stop the show

Mister President, mister immigration man

Let me in, sweetie, to your fair land

I'm Tampa bound and Memphis, too

Short Fat Fanny is on the loose

Dig that sound on the radio

Then slip it right across into Buffalo

Dick and Pat in ol' D.C

Well they're gonna hold some grits for me

Ying yang, you're my thing

Oh now, baby, won't you hear me sing

Flip flop, fit to drop

Come on, baby, won't you let it rock

From San Jose down to Santa Fe

Kiss me quick, baby, won'tcha make my day

Down to New Orleans with the Dixie Queen

'Cross to Dallas, Texas with the Butter Queen

Rip this joint, gonna rip yours, too

Some brand new steps and some weight to lose

Gonna roll this joint, gonna get down low

So 'round and 'round and 'round we'll go

Wham, bam, Birmingham, Alabam' don't give a damn

Little Rock fit to drop

Ah, let it rock