Mama, come here quick,
bring me that lickin' stick.
Mama, come here quick,
bring me that lickin' stick.
Mama, come here quick,
bring me that lickin' stick.
Mama, come here quick,
bring me that lickin' stick.People standin',
standin' in a trance.
Sister out in the backyard
doin' the outside dance.
Come'n tell me you love me,
she didn't want to be a drag.
I don't know what she's doin',
I think she's got a brand new bag.Mama, come here quick,
bring me that lickin' stick.
Mama, come here quick,
bring me that lickin' stick.People standin',
standin' in a trance.
Sister out in the backyard
doin' the outside dance.
Come'n tell me you love me,
she didn't want to be a drag.
I don't know what she's doin',
I think she's got a brand new bag.
Songwriters
BOBBY BYRD, JAMES BROWN, ALFRED ELLISPublished by
Lyrics © CARLIN AMERICA INC