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Diana Ross Miscellaneous Gimme A Pigfoot Up in Harlem every saturday night Were the highbrows get together, just to write They all congregate at an allnite hack What they do is ooh papa dah Ol' Hannah Brown, way cross town Gets full of corn and starts brining 'em down And at the break of day You can hear ol' Hannah say Gimme a pigfoot and a bottle of beer Send me daddy, move right down I feel just like I wanna clown Give the piano player a drink Because he's bringing me down He's got rhythm, when he stomps his feet He moves me right off to sleep Check all your razors and your guns We're gonna be arrested when the wagon comes Gimme a pigfoot and a bottle of beer Send me 'cause I don't care I want a pigfoot and a bottle of gin Send me daddy, move right in Feel just like I wanna shop Give the piano player a drink Because he's knocking me out He's got rhythm when he stomps his feet He moves me right off to sleep Check all your razors and your guns We're gonna do the huckabuck until the rising sun Gimme a pigfoot and a bottle of gin Move me 'cause I don't care I want a pigfoot and a bottle of beer |
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