Wanna buy a new car
But the price ain’t right
Be a downside cheaper (yes it would)
Star riding a bike
They are making milk out of powder
Got the baby’s crying
Rich gone up higher
Got the parents lying
Lord, its a real mother for ya (yeah)
make you wanna run for cover
And if you look you will discover (yeah)
Lord, its a real mother for ya yeah.
Got to go to a disco
Throw your troubles away
Dance to the music
That the DJ’s play
And then the light come on Like you knew they would
Go home and face the music
that dont sound to good
Lord, its a real mother for ya (yeah)
make you wanna run for cover
And if you look you will discover (yeah)
Lord, its a real mother for ya yeah.
Lord, its a real mother for ya (yeah)
make you wanna run for cover (yes it will)
And if you look you will discover (yeah)
Lord, its a real mother for ya yeah
its a real mother for ya yeah (auw, get out of here)
To cold
Gimme 3 gallons of low lead
and two hot dogs and a strawberryshake
Back in the 70s, mama let my brother put his stereo system in the basement, and I used to listen to this album all the time. Rest in peace, Johnny "Guitar" Watson.
Wish everyone could hear that insane bass line on a decent stereo other than their anemic phones. This one is great. Turn up the volume and feel that bass!