I DIG YOUR MAMA (live)

I met your mama on the street corner down the line
She’s looking even better than when I knew her back in ’99
She come on up to me just to pass the time of day
The way she moved put ideas in my head
But what they were, I won’t say
She always buzzed me, but she never could see
You know she could always bring out the devil in me
I dig your mama, I dig your mama, I dig your mama

Well I was feeling all washed out from the August heat
I felt like I was bitten by a tsetse fly
Man, I was beat
I was homeward bound to sink down in my easy chair
When up come your mama and her mentholated air
My fingers tingled and my heart beat double-time
You see, I just dig your mama
And that’s the reason for this rhyme
I dig your mama, I dig your mama, I dig your mama

She’s such an eyetreat, thank the Lord for Adam’s ribs
How I lover her ice blue eyes and those maraschino lips
The wolves keep on whistling as she sways her way along
And I’m no different even though I put mine in a song
She always sparked me, but she could never see
Ooh, how she can still bring out the devil in me
I dig your mama, I dig your mama, I dig your mama
Mama, mama, mama, mama
I dig your mama, I dig your mama, I dig your mama