Big Long John

Lyrics

Intro Big long John Big-big-big-big long John Big long John Big-big-big-big long John Verse 1 Well, I'm dreaming of a sexy relationship Me and this sexy chick across the border Now, in order to get between those legs Have to get tings in order Tired of using these damn telephone Going cross the border in fraid of Al Capone Girl is home, and she is so all alone And, she is longing for a big long bone Because she need Mr Chorus Big long John Big-big-big-big long John Big long John Big-big-big-big long John Verse 2 Wake up in the morning Before I start some yawning I wonder who the hell is calling? Not surprise, it was my darling And, she need me way up in her margin Oh well, di Cobra do that quite well Riding wid my rubbers, bedroom bombshell What's up next? Underwear start to fell, oh yes Girls know I do that quite well, because she need Mr Chorus Big long John Big-big-big-big long John Big long John Big-big-big-big long John Verse 3 Longer dis hanger, she will appreciate She ah anticipate what mek she really vibrate Feel me tremble, feel me tremble Like ah earthquake Girls have mi name all inna bedroom debate Over di long John, dem all ah negotiate True mi strong and mi firm an how mi trow plenty weight Ah discuss how di Mad Cobra can icing cake Belly haffi drop, put dat mi ah instigate Strong and sturdy, open di love gate Not one more second girls say 'Cobra wait' to get di Chorus Big long John Big-big-big-big long John Big long John Big-big-big-big long John Verse 4 Well, I said how di night is falling And her body's calling Yes, she really really need a sexual healing She gonna get it til' morning And her body well get interview She know how to hold mi wid di bedroom glue And she's one of the chosen few Who can accommodate this big bamboo Because she need ah Mr. Big... Chorus Big long John Big-big-big-big long John Big long John Big-big-big-big long John Verse 5 And, I'm dreaming of a sexy relationship Me and this sexy chick across the border Now, in order to get between those legs Have to get tings in order Tired of using this damn telephone Going cross the border in fraid of Al Capone My girl is home, and she is alone And, she is longing for this big long bone Because she ah need Mr Chorus Big long John Big-big-big-big long John Big long John Big-big-big-big long John Verse 6 Wake up in the morning Before I start some yawning Phone ring, I wonder who the hell is calling? Not surprise, it was my darling And, she need me way up in her margin Oh yes, just might as well Ride wid my rubbers, bedroom bombshell What's next? Underwear start to fell, yes Girls know I do that quite well, because she need Mr Chorus Big long John Big-big-big-big long John Big long John Big-big-big-big long John Big long John Big-big-big-big long John Big long John Big-big-big-big long John Big long John Big-big-big-big long John Big long John Big-big-big-big long John