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a while mister D.J.
Why don't you please spend one of them a songs

Will you listen to me please
And spend me a song by the late Jimmy Reed
Will you
listened, ain’t no use in trying now
All were doings’ getting older and our
Welcome and our warnings wearing out
Jimmy’s babies mama’s got him lawyered up one
the reeds are eyes that peek, voices I can't understand 
Flamingos flying endlessly 
To the silent sky 

Daughter of the Everglades 
You never made it
say, mama sa, mama see you sa
(Mama say, mama sa, mama see you sa)
Mama say, mama sa, mama see you sa
(Mama say, mama sa, mama see you sa)

Naughty by
flo'
Looked him right in the eye and said, "Boy,
You got to go!
I'm tired of your foolishness
And if you don't behave,
I'm goin' grab you by your
And your Blue Duck's no longer alive

You took Jim Reed to your warm wedding bed
And from out of your love was born the boy, Ed
A pal killed Jim Reed by
Jim Reed by the dark of the moon
And your son Ed was blowed down in a drunken saloon

Then there was Bob Younger, you loved him so well
He rode with
meet by the riverside

I can't help myself
I wanna testify
I wanna take you there
Down by the riverside

Down on the river
We got gators runnin wild
Mama
I ain't the one who laid down
She wanna rib you up to start a custody war, my lawyers stay down
Shit you never got a chance to hear my side
got them in the bottom of my rambling shoes
And when the whistle blows I gotta go oh mama, don't you know
Well, it looks like I'm never gonna lose
I ain't the one who laid down
She wanna rib you up to start a custody war, my lawyers stay down
Shit you never got a chance to hear my side
I ain't the one who laid down
She wanna rib you up to start a custody war, my lawyers stay down
Shit you never got a chance to hear my side
the freight train blues (hee, hee, hoo)
Oh, lawdy I got em in the bottom of my ramblin' shoes

And when the whistle blows, I gotta go
Oh mama don't you know
(Lyrics / Music--Lou Reed) Published by MGM Music

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("Get your fingers in.")

Lady Godiva, dressed so demurely
Pats the head of another
her
I got a daughter and a son
Before he say 'daddy', little nigga might say 'gun'
I sit back, I blow a kiss to my mother
Even though she old, the nigga
the utmost respect when I fall through
All you, do is defend that lady when I call you, yeah

[Chorus]

Me and yo' daughter, got's this thing going
ya mama calling don't be late
And I'd hear ya daddy holler son she's my only daughter
You stick your nose in the honeysuckle down by the gate
I can
I want to tell you all a story bout the Harper Valley widow wife
Who had a teenage daughter who attended Harper Valley's Junior High
Well her
the utmost respect when I fall through
All you, do is defend that lady when I call you, yeah

[Chorus]

Me and yo' daughter, got's this thing going
the utmost respect when I fall through
All you, do is defend that lady when I call you, yeah

[Chorus]

Me and yo' daughter, got's this thing going
daughter came home one afternoon and didn't even stop to play
And she said, "mama, i've got a note here from the harper valley pta"
Well the note says
sir

I'm sharp and up to date. Jimmy Reed, Vice President, 
Little Johnny Taylor, Secretary of State. 
I got the foreign policy numbers 444,
I want to tell you all the story bout a Harper Valley widowed wife
Who had a teenage daughter that attended Harper Valley Junior High
Well her
By: jimmy buffett, buzz cason
1971
Did you ever just want to lay down
Tell the world you've had enough
Did you ever just want to drop out
When
daughter came home one afternoon and didn't even stop to play
She said mama I got a note here from the Harper Valley PTA
The note said Mrs Johnson you