Got huggin’ little pants and a flashy do
Black boots and a champ belt too
Head man and he’s frolickin’ with the fans
Wrong look he will jump in the air
Wrong word he will shit in your hair
Monroe better dig it while he does his dance
On his feet now
Into your eye
Wanna be on the street now
You wanna live or do you wanna
Die – yeah got a satellite crash comin down on the top of your
head – yeah got a wild man on the move
Get down – yeah – what a sonic speed gonna revv it up into the
red -yeah- coz he’s got the groove
Scared stiff when he enters the ring
You hear the the bell go ding-a-ling-a-ling
Meatman with them porterhouse steaks for hands
With a flash you’ll get the kicks
Passed out on the count of six
Monroe better dig it while he does his dance
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