Diana Ross
Diana Ross - Gimme A Pigfoot (And A Bottle Of Beer) lyrics
Your rating:
Up in Harlem every saturday night Were the highbrows get together, just to write They all congregate at an allnite hack What they do is ooh papa dah Ol` Hannah Brown, way cross town Gets full of corn and starts brining `em down And at the break of day You can hear ol` Hannah say Gimme a pigfoot and a bottle of beer Send me daddy, move right down I feel just like I wanna clown Give the piano player a drink Because he`s bringing me down He`s got rhythm, when he stomps his feet He moves me right off to sleep Check all your razors and your guns We`re gonna be arrested when the wagon comes Gimme a pigfoot and a bottle of beer Send me `cause I don`t care I want a pigfoot and a bottle of gin Send me daddy, move right in Feel just like I wanna shop Give the piano player a drink Because he`s knocking me out He`s got rhythm when he stomps his feet He moves me right off to sleep Check all your razors and your guns We`re gonna do the huckabuck until the rising sun Gimme a pigfoot and a bottle of gin Move me `cause I don`t care I want a pigfoot and a bottle of beer