Chris Thomas King Juke Joint Lover
Juke Joint Lover
You was out hitch hiking you had just left home
I was cruising by I was all alone
I was hypnotized by the way, your belly showed
In your low rider paints and the way your back tattoo
showed
“You’re my Juke Joint lover”
“You’re my Juke Joint friend”
“I’m gone be hear for you till the very end”
“You are one of a kind walking down a dusty road”
“My eighteen wheeler slowed down to see your jelly
roll, jell roll”
I drive eighteen wheels, riding on eighteen dubs
Eighteen hours a day, she dances in a juke joint club
I know when I return with my phat payroll
She’ll dance all night for me
And she’s eighteen years old, eighteen years old
“You’re my Juke Joint lover”
“You’re my Juke Joint friend”
“I’m gone be hear for you till the very end”
“You are one of a kind walking down a dusty road”
“My eighteen wheeler slowed down to see your jelly
roll, jell roll”
You was out hitch hiking you had just left home
I was cruising by I was all alone
I was hypnotized by the way, your belly showed
In your low rider paints and the way your back tattoo
showed
You said you were searching looking for a new home
You hopped in my big rig
And rode with me all night long
Now you’re the star dancer at the local juke joint club
I’ll pull my gat if any man tries to lay a glove, lay a
glove
“You’re my Juke Joint lover”
“You’re my Juke Joint friend”
“I’m gone be hear for you till the very end”
“You are one of a kind walking down a dusty road”
“My eighteen wheeler slowed down to see your jelly
roll, jell roll”
