Hey, oh Everybody knows what it's all about Pretty thing jumpin' all around Shakin' your money-maker now Take it off and take me down Bang, bang, shang
Ah, yea Black fly, buzzin', buzzin' around Black fly, flyin' from town to town Black fly, lookin' around and around What's he gonna do when he finds
What a shame, what a shame What a shame the shape my hair is in Oh that's way too humid, today my head it ain't no friend If I was seen out, I'd have
I found it hidin' out in the weeds Definitely feel like a king bee Sweet like jelly, bad like a truck I wanna be hummbucking on you Hummbucking, part
Yeah Yeah Loaded Gonna have a good time Loaded Gonna have a good, good time Don't you know that I wanna get loaded Ooo hoo ya o yea Mmm, lit Brighter
Yeah I have to go to my parole boy Rememberin' who I am One thing else I don't enjoy is Forgetting her monogram She electrifies my physical mass She really
Ohh Don't send me no man, don't send me no skag A pin headed whore won't do Don't send me no square without some beehive hair She got to have her rhythm
's what you get on Rhythmeen Oh yea, way up Oh yea, way out Uh huh, get on up Rhythmeen is down Rhythmeen thing Mean, mean Rhythmeen Can't get enough
Everything about her was natural Everything about her was cool But I'm a little partial for beautiful girls Even if their blood runs blue I think I see
Ah, there's a rockin' time on the borderline Between sundown and up There's an off the wall cantina, man Just waitin' to tear you up The locals know that
Well, how much blues do you use Before you use it up And how many fools take a chance Before they hit it lucky Tomorrow's wanna be the day It never seem
Zip He, she wanna be A body and soul just don't agree There's an answer, gotta go For a Tijuana tuck 'n' roll He, she just got a zipper job A zipper
you get on rhythmeen Oh yeah, way up Oh yeah, way out Uh-huh, get on up Rhythmeen is down Rhythmeen thing Mean mean rhythmeen Can't get enough of that
Übersetzung: ZZ Top. Rhythmeen.
: Everybody knows what it's all about Pretty thing jumpin' all around Shakin' your money-maker now Take it off and take me down Bang, bang, shang-a-
: There's a rockin' time on the borderline Between sundown and up There's an off-the-wall cantina, man Just waitin' to tear you up The locals know that
