| Drop down, drop down, baby
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| If you care to go
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| Get a car getting over a mile
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| Your horn won’t even blow
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| Now, drop down, baby
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| Let me overhaul your little machine
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| My baby got a loose carburetor
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| Sonny boy bleached with burning bad gasoline
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| Well you know the jack of diamonds so little
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| Queen of spade'
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| Drop down baby, and come on, be on your
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| Creeping way
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| But, drop down baby
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| Well, I’m gonna overhaul your little machine
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| Well, my baby got a loose carburetor
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| I believe she been burning bad gasoline
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| She got some some of them
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| Dog grows on the trees
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| Summer sweet as honey, boy, you know it don’t
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| Come from the deep
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| But, drop down baby
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| Let me overhaul your little machine
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| Well, she got a loose carburetor
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| I believe my baby been burning bad gasoline
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| Lay it onto me sonny boy!
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| of nineteen and forty six, Lord!
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| I’m gonna raise your motor baby
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| I’m gonna hoist your hood
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| Your spark plug getting old, mama
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| Little car ain’t getting sparked good
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| But, drop down baby
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| Let me overhaul your little machine
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| Well, my baby got a loose carburetor
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| Boy, and I believe she burning bad gasoline
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| Yes man! |
| What kind of woman I got? |