Magdalena

Lame cat with a fat-back Sitting on a blind man's shoulder Hey little doll better catch my fall Come and talk to me when you're older baby Talk to me, when you get a little older Red Bull got a tank-full Jack O'Lantern under the grill Armful o'junk and a body in the trunk Gonna break it down at the mill I can't get no grinding, get down at the mill Tip on my car with liquor in the jar Screaming up the Tower of Babel Better get home because my baby's all alone Gotta get some food on my table mama Got to get it on the table Smoking up a stack with the joker in the pack Mixing up the mud with the water Belly full of meat on the passenger seat Come on won't you talk to you daughter mama? Come on, talk to you daughter You know I'm going out walking in my wolf-skin coat Get my gravy browning Gotta keep talking just to keep myself afloat Wave to me when I'm drowning mama Wave to me when I'm drowning Be my little Magdalena Be my little Magdalena Big mama she is a hard lover Choking in a bottle of wine Tune'em in a flat keep it under your hat You better stay away now Rope'em in tight when they running outta sight Let it out at the waist Digging my hole gotta reach my goal Maybe just a little old taste well maybe I gots to have a little taste