Kemba's Got the Cabbage Moth Blues Lyrics

She was a hot chick singer in a low rent drive
Looking like she wanna eat a man alive
Late gets into kicking and ...you
Kemba s got the cabbage moth blues
Don t breathe in Los Angeles or on Saint Louis
Left Carolina with a load or two
Down in Kentucky got it hanging on the line
Mama would dress so fine
Tell Kentucky and tell ...bring girls
Tell California to bang the door

Tell New York, tell Tennessee, come to Carolina, drink s on me
Too much chicken and he has hell
You stay in, rooster, get out

... and the rooster got dead
...a part of beans, ...you better watch my moves...
Tell Kentucky and tell ...bring girls
Tell California to bang the door
Tell New York, tell Tennessee, come to Carolina, drink s on me
Whiskey and whiskey and whiskey and whiskey...
I hope my mama didn t flow away
I heard that the commons have the banks
Tell Kentucky and tell ...bring girls
Tell California to bang the door
Tell New York, tell Tennessee, come to Carolina, drink s on me x 2
Come to Carolina children and your drinks on me.