Track byJohnny 'Guitar' Watson
Wanna buy a new car But the price ain't right Be a downside cheaper (yes it would) Start riding a bike They're 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 lights come on Like you knew they would Go home and face the music that don't sound to good Lord, its a real mother for ya make you wanna run for cover (yeah) 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