Dr. John - The Anthology (2005) by Dr. John (보컬) on maniadb.com

In the night, in the night
In the night, ooh Lord, in the night
In the wee, wee hour, dreamin' night and day

Now, all them girls got sex appeal
Oh, really get to rockin', it's a real good deal
In the night, hey, in the night
In the wee, wee hours dreamin' night and day

It gettin' noon and we gettin' real frisky
Where all of us start gettin' high on whiskey
In the night, oh Lord, in the night
In the wee, wee hour dreamin' night and day

In the night, in the night
In the night, ooh Lord, in the night
In the wee, wee hour dreamin' night and day

Tipitina tra la la la
Whoa la la la-ah tra la la
Tipitina, oola malla walla dalla
(little mama wants a dollar)
Tra ma tra la la

Hey Loberta, oh poor Loberta
Girl you hear me callin' you
Well you're three times seven, baby
Knows what you want to do

Say Loberta, oh poor Loberta
Girl, you tell me where you been
When you come home this mornin', honey
You had your belly full o' gin

I'll say hurry, hurry, come on Loberta
Girl, you have company waiting for you at home
Why don't you hurry little Loberta girl, hurry
Don't leave that boy alone

Tipitina tra la la la
Whoa la la la-ah tra la la la
Tipitina, hoola malla walla dalla
Tra ma ti na na

Come on baby, we're going ballin'
We're gonna have ourselves a good time
We gonna hoola tralla walla malla dalla
Drink some mellow wine

Looky here
Better hurry up and check it out
Looky here, looky here

Your steak ain't no hipper than my pork chop
Your Cadillac ain't no hipper than my bus stop
Your champagne ain't no hipper than my soda pop

Looky here, I'm ready to take care of business
Have no fear, I'm already here

I'll Tell you now (I'm qualified)
You know that I'm qualified
(You know that I'm qualified)

Your top hat ain't no better than my ginger brown
And your sharp skin ain't no badder than my Levis Jim
The money you got, it ain't no better than a higher spending man's

All I've got is a little bit of common sense
I believe in my heart, the best e.d. is experience

I'll tell you now (I'm qualified)
You know that I'm qualified
(You know that I'm qualified)


You may find me in a project slum
Be hanging out with all the skid row bums
I may be sick and I may seem dumb
That don't mean you know where I'm coming from

Look out kid
Just make a little room for

Your social life ain't no better than my hot dog stand
Your edu-ma-cation ain't no hipper than what you understand
Your woman that you got she ain't no hipper than a hot loving band

I got the power to control
I can see clean through your blind mole?
And I want to tell you now (I'm qualified)
You know that I'm qualified
(You know that I'm qualified)

Look at me, I'm filling up in class
And you better watch out, I'm stepping up fast
And I ain't a jacket on me, I've been hanging out in the projects
Hangin' out with all you rednecks
you rubbernecks and rejects

Wash woman,
I know you're tired
Of taking in clothes
A dollar three-eighty a day
Know your back is hurtin'
And that's for certain
Been bendin' over half of the day.

You're beatin' clothes on a washtub
Scrub 'em in an iron tub.
Long as we keep on singin' this song
I know you won't mind workin'
All night long

I know you rub-a-dubba-dubba,
Mama, bust them suds
(Scrub, Mama scrub)
Again you rub-a-dubba-dubba,
Mama, bust them suds
(Scrub, Mama scrub)

'kay now, mama
You gonna never play
For the livin' in '44
Ain't gonna come a rainy day.

Keep on working
Keep those shirts and drawers
A-jerking
As long as we keep on rolling on
You won't mind doing it all night long

You got to rub-a-dubba-dubba,
Mama, bust them suds
(Scrub, Mama scrub)
Hey now, you gotta rub-a-dubba-dubba,
Mama, bust them suds
Scrub, Mama scrub

If you stop playin' them numbers,
I tell you up front
You may be able to save the whole family
At the rate the things you're doin' is goin'
We may all be out on the street come morning)

I tell you, Mama
Your dreams won't help at all
You might lose your mind in alcohol
And that ain't gonna get it a't'all.

Listen at me, Mama
Please hear my song
Long as you keep bustin' suds
I tell you gonna get it on and on

Hey now can you rub-a-dubba-dubba,
Mama, bust them suds
(Scrub, Mama scrub)
Hey now won't you rub-a-dubba-dubba,
Mama, bust them suds
(Scrub, Mama scrub)

Hey now you got a rub it
And then you dub it down
Can you dig it?
After you rub it a while
You dub it in the tub down there
With that soapy water
All over them dirty clothes.
You're gonna need Tide for the action
You see them come out of the washing machine

Mama Roux
She was the queen of the little red, white and blue
Mama Roux
She was the queen of the little red, white and blue
Ooh why, can't cha spy boy
Prepare yourself to die boy
Medicene man got heap strong power
You know better than to mess with me

Mama Roux
(growl)
Mama Roux
(growl)
If you see a spy, boy, sittin' in the bush
Mess 'em on the head, give him a push
Get out the dishes, get out the pans
Oh he's a pheasant for the medicine man

Mama Roux
(growl)
Mama Roux
(growl)

Queen is comin', ooo, by me
Queen is comin' ?

Better not get in the way
Got the second line fever today

Singin' wham bam hangin' ham
Come on down boy and now follow me
Singin' wham bam thank you mam
Come on boy and follow me

Mama Roux
She was the queen of the little red, white and blue
Mama Roux
She was the queen of the little red, white and blue

Chica chica chica chica
Chica chica chica chica
Chica chica chica chica
Chica chica chica chica
Wham bam thank you mam
Come boy now follow me
Singin' wham bam hangin' ham
Come on boy now follow me
Wham bam scam sam