Classic Poem

Let me be your wiggler
until your wobbler come
Let me be your wiggler
until your wobbler come
If she be seen with 'em
she got to wobble some

Women crying danger
but I ain't risen my hand
Women crying danger
but I ain't risen my hand
I got a way of loving they
just can't understand

Men, they call me oven, they
say that I'm red hot
Men, they call me oven, they
say that I'm red hot
They say I got something
the other gals ain't got
(Ha ha ha ha ha ha ha
ha ha ha ha ha ha ha.)

I can strut my pudding
spread my grease with ease
I can strut my pudding
spread my grease with ease
'Cause I know my onions
that's why I always please

Wild about coffee
but I'm crazy 'bout China tea
Wild about my coffee
but I'm crazy 'bout my China tea
But this sugar daddy is
sweet enough for me

Men, they call me oven
they say I am red hot
Men, they call me oven
they say that I'm red hot
They say I got something
the other gals ain't got
(Ha ha ha ha ha ha.)

One John in the city
one lives up on the hill
One John 's in the city
one lives up on the hill
But the man I'm loving lives
down in Jacksonville