Bottle of Love

Lyrics
In the 1950's Eisenhower's weisenheimers Say hey kids, the Drifters What it means to me Ram a lam a ding dong Take me back to my old school Teach me about the golden rule That's what I need A bottle of love, bottle of love A touch of tenderness Such a sweet caress Emotions away Not just a mental thing I heard a lot of people say And I felt all the arrows they sling Flexing up my whiskey muscle Hoistin' with the boys on the streets I guzzled Bottle of poison, it was nevеr enough 'Cause what I need, is a Bottle of lovе, bottle of love A touch of tenderness Such a sweet caress In the 1860's Civil times and skin's the game Flashback, slave psychology Lincoln's makin' history Ram a lam a ding dong Put a wreath around every grave Underneath lies every slave Four million strong A bottle of love, bottle of love A touch of tenderness Such a sweet caress Two black jockeys on the white house lawn Pink flamingo and a boot black shoe horn Two white skinheads march across the land Hate born out of the womb of Ku Klux Klan We got the proclamation Now where's the real emancipation We got the proclamation Now where's the real emancipation
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Credits
- Writers
- Garland Jeffreys