Southern Thang Lyrics - Better Than Ezra

Kelly was a Blackjack dealer 

Living on the Gulf of Mexico 

Kelly had a taste for guns and pills 

He was looking for a mark to roll 

Sara was a Kappa from Tulane 

She was looking for a little change of pace 

When a cop pulled them over on the Interstate 

Kelly blew that car away 

(I heard him singing) 

Go freeze on the porch 

Me and my honey rocking back and forth 

Light it up again with my ? friends 

Underneath the yellow moon 

Sweet Dream 

New Orleans 

Mississippi river running over me 

Pretty momma come and take me by the hand 

Don't mock what you don't understand 

It's a southern thing 

It's a southern thing 

Now when they held up a bank in Mobile 

They finally made it on the evening news 

She's a Georgia peach 

Never within reach 

He's a felon from Baton Rouge 

I heard Robert Johnson playing on the steel guitar 

In the heat of the delta sun 

Kelly drove 'em back up to Memphis 

Finished what the king had once begun 

(Go on and sign it now) 

Go freeze on the porch 

Me and my honey rocking back and forth 

Light it up again with my ? friends 

Underneath the yellow moon 

Sweet dream 

New Orleans 

Mississippi river running over me 

Pretty momma come and take me by the hand 

Don't mock what you don't understand 

It's a southern thing 

It's a southern thing 

Common baby now 

Common baby 

Common baby now 

It's a Southern thing 

Common baby now 

Common baby 

Common baby now 

It's a Southern thing 

If we ever get out of here 

I want you to promise me you'll go down to the Gulf and swim 

And you sing 

And you'll think of me 

The way you used to sing that silly song to me 

Singing M I crooked letter, crooked letter, humpback, humpback, get a little closer 

Common baby now 

Common baby 

Common baby now 

It's a Southern thing..