Pick And Roll Lyrics by Gourds, The
Gourds, The Lyrics
Hey, your Romulan ale is flat
That’s what he called his home brew either that
Or Tronya, which Cat Woman you like best?
I don’t know didn’t they all wear a mask?
This trivia is running wild through my brain
We just can’t have you animating the band
My life is a piss but my soul feels gone
If I’m cold, be a friend, stuff me in a Ton Ton
So here’s a blues I sank so low
I monkey with the juice, I fiddle with the flow
When I wake up I put on my pants
Count my lechuga, head for the tracks
I’ve heard it called a pick and a roll
Nothing for the defense something for the O
Slake thine thirst with a vessel of meade
Why Eartha Kitt Cat Woman Supreme
Gourds, The Chords
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Gourds, The Chords
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