Little gal, little girl
Lord, you know it's true
Little gal, little girl
Lord, you know it's true
I don't want to stop rockin' and rollin' with you
(Hold that, man, hold it, hold it, hold that, man)
(Yo', I think we should have a... it should be... it should be)
(I think it should be free-er, you know?)
(It should have a free thing calling, you know?)
(You know what I mean? Yeah, all of them a chop thing, you know?)
(At the middle we have a chop thing, going there, mate?)
Little gal, little girl
Lord, you know it's true
Little gal, little girl
Lord, you know it's true
I'm gonna have to stop rockin' and rollin' with you
Are you gonna, Lord, let me stand alone?
Are you gonna, Lord, let me stand alone?
'Cause I caught you this morning before your daddy came home
And I done more for you, lot than your daddy has ever done
I done more for you than your daddy has ever done
I did
Gave you my jelly roll and he ain't give you none, he ain't give you none
Don't you ever go down, down on Curzon Street
Don't you ever go down, down on Curzon Street
'Cause that's where old John flogs his daily meat
You can see him everyday, everyday, baby
He's looking for a little girl and a little boy like me
He says he wanna make a tank go so fast
But he gets up there, and you get down on grass
Uh-huh
Keep away from Notting Hill Gate
Keep away from the gate
Keep away, keep away from Notting Hill Gate
You know they've got a flat hanging
'Round somewhere when it gets late, you better not go there
I've done more for you than your daddy ever done
I did
I've been writting thanks and ever
Done more for you than your daddy has ever donde
Gave you my jelly roll and he ain't give you none
Keep it there, keep it there, keep it there
Ain't gave you none, the backstreet jelly roll
Keep it there, keep it there
Jelly roll, ain't gave you none
On my treat, jelly roll
It's too expensive, babe
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