The Duck Yas Yas Yas

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[Verse 1]
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Mama bought a rooster, she thought it was a duck
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She brought him to the table with his legs straight up
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In came the children with a cup and a glass
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To catch the licker from the yas-yas-yas

[Verse 2]
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Babe oh babe, have you ever been to Spain
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These old voodoo wimmen shakin' their thing
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They got rings on their fingers, bells on their toes
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What they got good, babe, nobody knows

[Verse 3]
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I'm goin' down to Market Street
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Where the men and wimmen all do meet
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That's where the men do the Georgia Rub
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The wimmen fall in line with a big white tub

[Verse 4]
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Me and my gal walkin' down the street
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She caught the rheumatism in her feet
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She stooped over to pick some grass
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And the same thing struck 'r in the yas-yas-yas

[Verse 5]
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You catch the train you call "Forty Nine"
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Carries you down to Caroline
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You catch the train you call "Forty Eight"
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Takes you right in to the Golden Gate

[Verse 6]
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You shake your shoulders, you shake 'em fast
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You can't shake your shoulders shake your yas-yas-yas
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Drink some rooster soup before goin' to bed
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Wake up in the mornin' find your own self dead

[Verse 7]
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Down on Morgan there's a good location
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Right there next to a gasoline station
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That's where you get your cars oiled and greased
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Wimmen cryin' "Honey won't you come in please"

[Verse 8]
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I'm goin' to sing this verse, ain't gonna sing no mo'
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Somebody's knockin' on my do'
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The people upstairs have gone to bed
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I better stop that noise 'fore they crack my head