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.