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Big Mama shaking like a real hurricane
Gosh dang wish I shall could be your man
Part time livin' in your neighborhood
Suppertime baby you be looking good

Big Mama shaking like a real hurricane
Cook it up baby in your frying pan
Pig butter up and down my mash potata'
Gosh dang baby you know I'll eat you later

Gosh Big Mama get it wrong so I pull it down
Kickin' it in the morning, baby, kickin' it in the night
If you gonna cook, so baby know I am so tight
Seek it in to the east oh baby seek it in to the west
If you wanna love me baby know I am the best
Yeah!

(Break)

Big Mama shaking like a real hurricane
Gosh dang wish I shall could be your man
Part time livin' in your neighborhood
Suppertime baby you be looking good

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