Oke-She-Moke-She-Pop

Well, I'm from the country baby, just blowed into your great big town Well, I'm from the country baby, just blowed up into your great big town Don't try to hind-side me baby, 'cause I know what you've been putting down Well, you know I know you baby, you're from Oke-She-Moke-She-Pop Yes, you know I know you baby, you from Oke-She-Moke-She-Pop Well, it ain't no city, honey, just a little old whistle stop Oh, now you remember, please don't hold me so tight Say, now you remember, baby, please don't hold me so tight You know we standing on the corner and it might not look just right Been a long time, since I carried your books to school Yeah, it's been a long time, baby, since I carried your books to school We used to have so much fun riding home on grandpa's mule Now, jump into my Roadmaster baby, this time we're ain't going to ride in class Yes, jump into my Roadmaster baby, this time ain't going to ride to class We gonna talk about the future and forget about the past Gonna run smooth, baby, V-8 too --- Oke-She-Moke-She-Pop - Big Joe Turner