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3 DOG NIGHT lyrics : "Tulsa Turn Around"

(A.Harvey /L.Collins)
Oh, Lord I wish I had never been stoned,
'Cause when I get high I can't leave those women alone.

Omaha sheriff and his boys getting' ready to slaughter,
Lookin' for the man who turned on the mayor's daughter.


Omaha honey had a hold on a hell of a thing,
Down in the holler ev'ry evenin' you could hear her sing,
yeah.

You know a funky butt a-showed me the Tulsa Turnaround,
Stepped on my toes, turned me on and turned me down,
Fit me like a hand in a glove, she taught me how to love,

y'all.

Five miles o' road between me and the hounds,

A rosey throat sheriff and his deputies trackin'me down.
Wish I was back in Macon takin' it easy
'Cause when a man's gonna eat fried chicken he's a-gonna get

a-greasy.

Omaha honey had a hold on a hell of a thing,

Down in the holler ev'ry evenin' you could hear her sing,
yeah.
You know a funky butt a-showed me the Funky Turnaround,

Stepped on my toes, turned me on and turned me down,
Fit me like a hand in a glove, she taught me how to love, you
all.


Omaha honey had a hold on a hell of a thing, yeah
Down in the holler ev'ry evenin' you could hear her sing,

yeah.
You know a funky butt showed me the Tulsa Turnaround,
Stepped on my toes, turned me on then turned me down,

Fit me like a hand in a glove, she taught me how to love, you
all.

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