Georgia Slop (feat. Mark Hummel, Anson Funderburgh, Little Charlie Baty, R.W. Grigsby & Wes Starr) Lyrics

Golden State Lone Star Blues Revue Georgia Slop (feat. Mark Hummel, Anson Funderburgh, Little Charlie Baty, R.W. Grigsby & Wes Starr)

[Verse 1]
Well down South I got my start
Yes there's a dance down they call it Georgia Slop
They all hang out at Peg Leg Lees
And they don't give a hoot about no police
Eight ladies I'm talking about
They knocked down kicked and dragged them out
Get pegged on the side of a well cargo
And they all do it until Sunday come
And they doing that slop and twirling those hands
Do the feet like a chicken that's scratching the sand
Eight ladies I'm talking about
They knocked down kicked and dragged them out
On a Saturday night they all locked down
On Sunday morning they all will shout
Monday morning when the sun is bright
They all talk about what happened Saturday night
Peg Leg Lee's I'm talking about
Well they knocked them kicked and dragged them out

[Verse 2]
I stopped to get a soda and cut that jive
I met a chick she weighed about three eighty five
I started looking I couldn't stop
She and I got together did the Georgia slop
Peg Leg Lee's I'm talking about
Well they knocked them kicked and dragged them out yeah