Big Bad Voodoo Daddy Gimme That Wine
I walk anatomy running wild So she tried to keep me home Well, she rolled my nose and hit my clothes But I continued to roll Then she finally hit my weak spot And threw my bottle out From the basements to the rooftops Everybody's gonna hear me shout
Gimme that wine (Oh, gimme that bottle) Gimme that wine (Oh, gimme that bottle) Gimme that wine (Oh, gimme that bottle) 'Cus I can't cut loose without my juice
Well, one day I cross in the avenue A big car knocked me down Well I stretched them up the traffic Now the pollies
