JUNGLE TELEGRAPH


mama had an epideral
hoping i would be a girl
the night was black
the sky was booming
darker clouds were surely looming
i heard screaming
doctor shouts
and baby then i came out

and here i am

found my way down the street
chicken hawk's favorite meat
the man was big
the gun was loaded
he had cash but never showed it
i heard screaming
bleeding throat
and baby i got on the boat

and here i am

now i'm up here in the trees
shakin' off the bugs and fleas
the days are long
the sun is beating
each day i don't die is cheating
send me some lovin'
send me some lovin'
send it now

send it by giraffe
or jungle telegraph


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