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,
Round and round and round we
go.
Roll this joint, gonna get down
low,
Start my starter, gonna stop the
show.
Oh, yeah!
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 ole D.C.,
Well they're gonna hold some shit
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?
Oh, yeah! (2x)
From San Jose down to Santa Fe,
Kiss me quick, baby, won'tcha
make my day.
Down to New Orleans with the
Dixie Dean,
'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,
Round and round and round we'll
go.
Wham, Bham, Birmingham,
Alabam' don't give a damn.
Little Rock fit to drop.
Ah, let it rock.