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Hip Shakin' Mama lyrics

Hip Shakin Mama

Well I’m goin upon the mountain
To face the rising sun
If I find anything good
I’m gonna bring my good man some

Cause I’m a hip shakin mama
And I love to Georgia Brown so slow
Well he used to be yours
Aw but it won’t be yours anymore
Anymore, anymore

It takes a rocking chair to rock
A rubber ball to bounce
A short fat daddy to satisfy the soul

Cause I’m a hip shakin mama
And I love to Georgia Brown so slow
Well he used to be yours
Aw but it won’t be yours anymore
Anymore, anymore

My man has got something
He keeps it hid
But I’ve got something I can find it with

Cause I’m a hip shakin mama
And I love to Georgia Brown so slow
Well he used to be yours
Aw but it won’t be yours anymore
Anymore, anymore

It takes a rocking chair to rock
A rubber ball to bounce
A tall slim daddy to get it every hour

Cause I’m a hip shakin mama
And I love to Georgia Brown so slow
Well he used to be yours
Aw but it won’t be yours anymore
Anymore, anymore

I put my right leg on his shoulder
My left leg on the floor
And if he don’t get any part of me
Don’t he ever come back for me for more

Cause I’m a hip shakin mama
And I love to Georgia Brown so slow
Well he used to be yours
Aw but it won’t be yours anymore
Anymore, anymore

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