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Watermelon Man: Tokyo 2005 (The Headhunters) · Watermelon Man (Edward Kennedy Ellington) · Watermelon Man (Mongo Santamaría) · Watermelon Man (Lambert, Hendricks & Ross) · Watermelon Man (Mongo Santamaría) · Watermelon Man (Herbie Hancock) · Blues for Elvis: Albert King Does the King's Things (Albert King) · Blues for Elvis: Albert King Does the King's Things (Albert King) · The Best of the Sandia: Watermelon 1991-1992 (Tish Hinojosa) · Watermelon, Chicken & Gritz (Nappy Roots) – and 90 other albums »
playin' on an old guitar Now I get to play the blues near and far So special, all those heroes When I was a man about twenty three I got some Albert
here to stay The white boy's scheming night and day, night and day What you think bout the King Alfred Plan You ain't heard; where you been man If
[Verse 1] Hail to the king, high on the throne Who the hell is this, answer the phone Turn his ass back around, close my door Get the hell up
Paul Carman (alto saxophone, soprano saxophone, baritone saxophone) Albert Wing (tenor saxophone) Kurt McGettrick (baritone saxophone, bass saxophone,
this way to portray Or reinforce stereotypes of today Like all my brothers eat chicken and watermelon Talk broken english and drug selling See I'm
brother, Scrap Lover my other" -> Kane "He's the greatest ever!" [Repeat: x4] "Hey hey hey! It's.." [Fat Albert] ".. Mister Cee as we say, my man
Eatin' chicken and watermelon Talk broken english and drug sellin' See I'm tellin' And teaching real facts Now when some act in rap Is kind
hound dog fleas Cock-a-doodle doo-doo and some hog head cheese Leap out the room grab the old broom Eat a watermelon and walk on the moon Cherry coke
plug rikkas Well, stunnin', front with ya, we hunt an' come hit ya Gizuh, now grab me an' still might out run this We gonna tell the tow man an'
rikkas Well, stunnin', front with ya, we hunt an' come hit ya Gizuh, now grab me an' still might out run this We gonna tell the tow man an' woman, tell 'em
snappers, speaker slappers The wickeder rapper the dapper rapper's when I flap my trapper Got that ass gassed by Amoco, you know you ain't man to go
drive fast, and I drive as far west as anyone can drive Eight thousand miles from Lithuania and if I could escape By driving further then I would, but