D A Mama says yes, Papa says no, D make up you mind 'cause I gotta go. D A I'm gonna raise hell at the Union Hall, D drive myself right over the wall. A Rip this joint, gonna save your soul, D G D round and round and round we go. A Roll this joint, gonna get down low, D G D start my starter, gonna stop the show. Oh, yeah! D A Mister President, Mister Immigration Man, D let me in, sweetie, to your fair land. A I'm Tampa bound and Memphis too, D Short Fat Fanny is on the loose. A Dig that sound on the radio, D G D then slip it right across into Buffalo. A Dick and Pat in ole D.C., D G D well they're gonna hold some shit for me! D Ying yang, you're my thing, A oh, now, baby, won't you hear me sing? D G D Flip Flop, fit to drop, A come on baby, won't you let it rock!? D Oh, yeah! Oh, yeah! A From San Jose down to Santa Fe, D kiss me quick, baby, won'tcha make my day?! A Down to New Orleans with the Dixie Dean, D 'cross to Dallas, Texas with the Butter Queen. A Rip this joint, gonna rip yours too, D G D some brand new steps and some weight to lose. A Gonna roll this joint, gonna get down low, D G D round and round and round we'll go. D A Wham, Bham, Birmingham, Alabam' don't give a damn. D G D Little Rock fit to drop. A Aaah, let it rock!