Mother Mother - Frying Pan lyrics
[Mother Mother - Frying Pan lyrics]
'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? Ayeya 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? Ayeya 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