Letra de Frying Pan - Mother Mother

I throw my tongue on a rusty nail

'Cause I'm a silver-tongued devil with a silver-tongued tail

I learned cursive in Babylon

I knew I was this way all along

And little Suzy and her twirling baton

She throws it up in the air but it didn't come down

Little Suzy gonna throw a fit

Oh, little Suzy gonna get hit, yeah

Ooh, ooh

Only if you could say

Well, only if you could say

What can you say?

Aye-ya-ya-ya

My mama was a lonely maid

She got her buns in the oven then she never got laid

My daddy was a renaissance man

He sailed away off on a ship, oh, goddamn!

I put my hand in the frying pan

I put the oil in the skillet and I fry my hand

I pulled the roots from the mother land

I pulled them out with a burning hand

Ooh, ooh

Only if you could say

Well, only if you could say

What can you say?

Aye-ya-ya-ya

Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah

Ah, ah, ah

Ah, ah, ah

Ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah

Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah

I put my hand in the frying pan

I put the oil in the skillet and I fry my hand

I did the best that I could

The best that I could

The best that I could

The best that I could

The best that I could

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