Bring Your Clothes Back Home

—John Hartford

Mama killed a rooster, thought it was a duck
Put it on the table with its legs pokin' up
Oh, babe — 'bout to lose my mind
Bring your clothes back home and try me one more time

You know about kissing and loving on down
You're the dreamiest gal I've ever been around
Oh, babe — 'bout to lose my mind
Bring your clothes back home and try me one more time

She's coming down the stairs going "oop shoop a—doobie"
I'm looking up thinking 'bout that flip—flop—floobie
Oh, babe — 'bout to lose my mind
Bring your clothes back home and try me one more time

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