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Freeway Time in L.A. County Jail

On the freeway in the county the sun don't shine

I feel, I feel, I feel, I feel a Bati man

Outside my cell deputies creep

And in this cell all I do is sleep and I dream

That I'm free

And I'm back on the reef

Where I throw my net out into the sea

All the fine hinas come swimming to me

They hold me and they promise me things

And when the tides high I cry like a little baby

Don't give me no right kind a love no Sunday morning

Don't want no puppy loving

Hold me babe, a new stylee

Hungry babe, a new stylee

And a angry dog is a hungry dog

And a hungry dog is a angry dog

I feel like rocking, I wanna with youI'm alive gotta contact home

Gotta contact my baby girl

But I would never could get up

Why does it have to be so damn tough?

With mayates and the eses, yes their steady on the floor

I'll be damned if a man with a shake in his hand will make me feel, I feel, I feel a Bati man

And I know, that I'm there somedayI'm back on the reef

Where I throw my net out into the sea

All the fine hinas come swimming to me

Hold me baby, promise me

With no protection on my erection I won't get no VD

Don't give me no right kind a love no Sunday morning

I don't want no puppy loving, Gwarn

Hold me babe, got a new stylee

And a angry dog's a hungry dog

He's a naked man is a naked man

And a wicked dog is a hungry dog

I feel like rocking, I wanna rock with you!

Songwriters

BRADLEY JAMES NOWELLPublished by

Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group

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