Rag mama rag, I can't believe it's true
Rag mama rag, tell me what did ya do
I go on up to the railroad track
Let the 4:19 scratch my back
Sag mama sag, what's come over you
Rag mama rag, I'm pullin' out your gag
Gonna turn you loose like an old caboose
Got a tail I need to drag
I ask about your turtle
And you ask about the weather
I can't jump the hurdle, girl
And we can't get together
We could be relaxin' in my sleepin' bag
But all ya want to do for me mama is
Rag mama rag, there's no where to go
Rag mama rag, I keep on resin' up the bow
Rag mama rag, where do ya run
Rag mama rag, bring your skinny little body back home
It's dog it dog, cat eat mouse
You can rag mama rag all over my house
Hail stones beatin' on the roof
The bourbon is hundred proof
It's you and me and the telephone
Our destiny is quite well known
We don't need to sit and brag
All we gotta do is rag mama rag mama rag
Rag mama rag, where do ya roam
Rag mama rag, bring your skinny little body back home
Let's rag
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A 60s-era Beach Boys Vocab Crunch |
| 1 | Fat Man In The Bath Tub |
| 2 | That's A Pretty Good Love |
| 3 | Lonesome Whistle |
| 4 | Don't Bogart That Joint |
| 5 | New Delhi Freight Train |
| 6 | Old Folks Boogy |
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