[Intro]
Was all married baby
Really hungry
Wow!

[Verse 1]
Well my daddy said you came from Salt Lake
But I knew you came from L.A
Well my daddy said you came from Salt Lake
But I knew you came from L.A
I ain't so sophisticated
I just want to suck you in the hay

[Verse 2]
Well I like when you wear brown boots
And I want you to wear your petticoat hard
I want you to wear your greasy brown boots
And I want you to wear your petticoat hard
I want you to strap me in armour baby
Baby, I don't want you to take me off guard
(Oh no)

[Verse 3]
I want you to wear that spiked hat
The one with the motorcycle handle, yeah
I want you to wear that spiky hat
The one you gave to Marlon Brando
It's all burnished with silver
And it's gilded with all the blood of your friends
[Verse 4]
I'm feeling good for you, mamma
Please don't kill me in your bed
I'm feeling good for you, mamma
Please don't bleed me in your bed
I don't wanna die
I just wanna be sly
That's all

Guitar!
Wow!

[Verse 5]
My friend's got a mansion
On St. Germain Boulevard
He calls himself an angel
But I know he don't work hard
He's a two-tone slider
He's like Salvador Dali's bodyguard

[Verse 6]
Oh he's the king of the jungle
He's a wild lion-tiger man
Yeah he's the king of the jungle, baby
He's a wild sugar man
He's got no eyeballs
And he's got 14 golden hands
[Verse 7]
He's my king and I love him
And you know I love the way he walks
He's the king of the jungle, baby
You know I love the way he walks
With his breastplate armour, you know
He finds it very hard to talk

Wow!

[Verse 8]
I wanna slide in the attic
I wanna slap you upon my brazen bed
I wanna slide in your attic
I wanna, I wanna slap hard on my brazen bed
I wanna lay between your thighs
And have you lay upon my head

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[Verse 9]
I was born in the lightning
And I wanna be an old man
I was born in the lightning
And I want to be an old man
It's so hard for you, baby
To possibly understand
It's not that you're weak in the brain at all

[Verse 10]
I'm from the wild galaxy
The one they call 64-09
I'm from the wild galaxy
The one they call 64-09
I love the way you walk, baby
But you have no sense of my time, alright

[Verse 11]
Well I'm a sharp operator
You know I'm called the Queen of the Hop
Sharp operator
You know I'm called the Queen of the Hop
I love the way you talk baby
But please don't shove off