Songtexte:
America Now Sue What It Ain T And Is

make up our minds Now Sue it gets more and more, make up our minds Now Sue it gets more and more Now Sue, now Sue, now Sue, now Sue, Sue ...

make up our minds Now Sue it gets more and more, make up our minds Now Sue it gets more and more Now Sue, now Sue, now Sue, now Sue, Sue ...

s on a Saturday night Man on the phone says. "I ain't jokin'" Would yes ever come and play for us out in Hoboken?" So we hop in the van and we drive

Smoke like a coheba... Ya hoe gimme cerebral... Now get low and touch ya toes for my people. An if you ain't fukkin them then you ain't fukkin me either

Smoke like a coheba... Ya hoe gimme cerebral... Now get low and touch ya toes for my people. An if you ain't fukkin them then you ain't fukkin me either

and deeper, Smoke like a cahiba, your hoe give me cerebral, Now get low and touch your toes for my people, And if you ain't fucken them, then you ain't