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Pumpin’ the blood through the heart of New OrleansShe’s the mystic heat of the Bourbon street dreamShe’s just made out of flesh and bonesBut let me tell you little boyYou better leave her alone Leroy Brown thought he was bad too’till she left him floatin’ in the old bayouShe’s the kind of girlShe’s built like

Oh give me a homeWhere the buffalo roamAnd the death of a race is a gameWhere seldom is heardA peacable word>From the white trashWho killed as they cameThough these words dig deepThey offer no reliefGod save the queenI am an indian chiefThere is a secret I keepIt’s called the talking leafAnd you better believeThat he

Deep inside the soul holeOf Mother EarthFather Time cameWith a supersonic supersonic burstHis soul monkey sperm tribesRacing to be firstHer ruby fruit jungleGivin’ bush baby bush baby birthThe baby was a boyBut I think what stunned herIs that this bare breasted babyWas a baby boy boy boy boy wonderCrackin’ from his thumb boneCame thelonious thunderFill

If you want me to stayI’ll be around todayTo be available for you to seeI’m about to go thereThen you’ll knowFor me to stay hereI’ve got to be meYou’ll never be in doubtThat’s what it’s all aboutYou can’t take me for granted and smileCount the days I’m goneForget reachin’ me by phoneCause I promiseI’ll be

Three miles off the coast of BeirutNew Jersey’s guns get ready to shootTake a walk down the firing roomFire one it’s shakedown cruise Battle ship battle ship See the sailor boys dressed in blueCheer the change to make the newsSend the shell down the spiral grooveBombs away it’s a shakedown cruise Yeah Battle ship battle