Red Rooster
jumped out on the floor
With Ms. Sweet Sally Sue Cluck
Had the sweetest breast meat
And walked like a duck
Struttin and strollin’ try’n not to get plucked
Billy Bantam said… to his homeboy Fred
If that was my chick, she’d dye her feathers blue
i'd don my best coveralls, my blue suede shoes
run back and fiorth across the barnyard
yelling "-a-doodle doo!"
Back in the day, you were nobody’s flunky
You demonstrate your playful side...
In a sophisticated, sporty'n spunky crew
all out and about in the local "Dew Drop Inn
dance'n" and havin' fun with
a rollicking romp of barnyard banter
making fashion statements with accessories
like bunny rabbit slippers, wearing raindeer antlers
getting low near the floor touch your hands on your shoes
get you to wiggling and giggling doin’ what you do
hollering out/stomping the ground singin’ to the beat
something about "the roof is on fire, let the mutha’ ...... ...."
throwing your hands up in the air screaming and shouting
“like you just don’t care”
juke joint jaunting funkified versions
of chicken little's raunchiest nursery rhymes,
make you laugh yourself silly …havin’ a really good time
rocking yourself right out of your roost
strutting your stuff like you've got to put out
a seven alarm fire on your tail feathers
shaking it loose, like a silly goose
as you put it down into a bucket of ice water
to keep it cool just long enough
so that when they tone it down...
LAST CALL!!!
at the end of the evening
if you're not too "fried"
to grinding ...with a nasty twitch,
swayin’ side to side
…laying it down
you and your Main chick
ride Sally ride
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