Letra de Frying Pan (Original) - Mother Mother

I throw my tongue on a rusty nail

'Cause I'm a silver-tongued devil with a silver tongue 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-yeah

Ooh-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 my 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, ooh

Only if you could say

Well only if you could say

What can you say?

Aye-ya-ya-ya

Ah ah ah

Ah ah ah

Ah ah ah

Uh-ah-uh, uh-ah-uh, uh-ah-uh

Aye-yea yeah-yeah

I run from the hills like a wild goat

I got my face in your lap and my hands on your throat

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

The best that I could

Ooh

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