Jungle Telegraph Songtext
Mama had a epidural
Hoping I would be a girl.
The night was black, the sky was booming
The darker clouds were surely looming
I heard screaming, the doctor shouts,
And baby, then..
I came out.
And here I am.
Hoping I would be a girl.
The night was black, the sky was booming
The darker clouds were surely looming
I heard screaming, the doctor shouts,
And baby, then..
I came out.
And here I am.
Found my way, down the street.
Chicken Hawks, favorite meat
The man was big, the gun was loaded,
He had cash, but never showed it,
I heard screamin', bleeding throat
And baby I got on that boat.
And here I am.
Now im up here in the trees
Shaking off the bugs and fleas
The days are long, the sun is beatin'
Each day i don't die is cheating
Send me some lovin'
Send me some lovin'
Send it now
Send it by giraffe, or jungle telegraph
Chicken Hawks, favorite meat
The man was big, the gun was loaded,
He had cash, but never showed it,
I heard screamin', bleeding throat
And baby I got on that boat.
And here I am.
Now im up here in the trees
Shaking off the bugs and fleas
The days are long, the sun is beatin'
Each day i don't die is cheating
Send me some lovin'
Send me some lovin'
Send it now
Send it by giraffe, or jungle telegraph
EVERETT, MARK O.
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