Bad Mama Jama

When you're walking down the street Get a tingling in your spine A groove to move your soul When you're feeling out of line One bad ole' bitty Gets a scratchin on your back High heels just to keep you down As she lays on down the smack Oh she's bad Oh she's mean She's a funking machine When you're down She can help you get up If she's a... Bad Mama Jama Motha Sucka Girl you're a bad mama jama Girl you're out of sight I've got my tippy toes Tipping on an Eskimo She'd guide me through the night We're polar opposites She's got a bone to pick And she'll eat the rich for free But she's afraid of eternity And hides away at night String you up like satin Till she gets some sleep She's a low high fidelity That flies across the sky No better place to be When she feels the grief Oh she's one galactic dominatrix Hotter than a nova Sends you on over When she yells red rover Girl you're a bad mama jama motha sucka Girl you're a bad mama jama motha sucka She's just one Bad mama jama motha sucka