| Scratching like a tom cat, got a monkey on my back
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| I’m gonna push and pull and howl like wolf
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| And drive my cadillac
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| I’ve got medication, honey, I’ve got wings to fly
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| I’ve got horse hoof tea to buzz you like a bee
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| Gonna blind the evil eye
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| Push and pull with me, funky jamming free
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| Walk it like you talk it, honey, strut your funky stuff, come on
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| I’m yours, you’re mine, gimme more of that Jailbird pie
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| I’m yours, you’re mine, gimme more of that Jailbird pie
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| I’m yours, you’re mine, gimme more of that Jailbird pie
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| I’m yours, you’re mine, yeah, yeah, yeah
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| Come in my kitchen, I’ve got hop head soup for grease
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| Just shake your hips and let it rip
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| And let the spirit free
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| Ride on baby, ride on, let your crazy horses loose
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| Give it all you got when you’re hot to trot
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| And wave bye bye to the blues
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| Shake it to the east, shake it to the west
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| Shake it with the very one that you love the best, come on
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| I’m yours, you’re mine, gimme more of that Jailbird pie
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| I’m yours, you’re mine, gimme more of that Jailbird pie
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| I’m yours, you’re mine, gimme more of that Jailbird pie
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| I’m yours, you’re mine, yeah, yeah, yeah, all right
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| (I'm yours, you’re mine) Gimme more of that Jailbird pie
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| (I'm yours, you’re mine) Gimme more of that Jailbird pie
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| (I'm yours, you’re mine) Gimme more of that Jailbird pie
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| (I'm yours, you’re mine) Gimme more of that Jailbird pie
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| (I'm yours, you’re mine) Gimme more of that Jailbird pie
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| (I'm yours, you’re mine) Gimme more of that Jailbird pie
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| (I'm yours, you’re mine) Gimme more of that Jailbird pie |