Jerkin Crocus Lyrics by Mott The Hoople

Jerkin Crocus Lyrics

    (ian hunter)

    Old man tyler had a crash in his car down on the fortune highway
    Doctor said it was his cruel sick heart didn't go to church on sunday
    Oh your pace is going to knock you dead
    Out of the race you got time to spare
    Jerkin' crocus is the cause of the cross you bear
    Didn't you wish you were there
    I know what she want
    Just a lick of your ice cream cone
    I know what you say
    Pappas in bed well hey hey hey

    When he got stuck with a hole in his head she asked to try it my way
    Get down low with all that haughty jive you don't know what it's like babe
    Oh oh oh it's getting down around here
    I got nothing to hide i'm to tired to fear
    Jerkin' crocus didn't kill me but she sure came near
    She's a nads puller
    I know what she want
    A judo hold on a black mans balls
    I know what you think
    Ease over baby going to rock that thing
    Alright!
    I know what she want
    Just a lick of your ice cream cone
    I know what you say
    Pappas in bed well hey hey hey
    I know what she want
    A judo hold on a black mans bones
    I know what you think
    Ease over baby going to rock that thing
    Alright!
    C'mon jerkin'
    C'mon jerkin'
    I know
    No no no no
    Alright!
    I know
    That's better
    No no no no
    That's much better

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