Have mercy. Been waitin' for the bus all day. Have mercy. Been waitin' for the bus all day. I got my brown paper bag and my take-home pay. . Have mercy.
I met a shiek from mozambique. who led me to the congo.. he dreamed to go to mexico. and sample a burrito.. My tempature had risen again,. it must have been a hundred and ten..
When I hear that Santa Fe start blowin'. I wonder where it's been and where it's goin'.. . I tell you, boy, every time. the feelin' sure is fine.. Just move me on down the line,.
Have you heard 'bout Jo Ti Mahr,. yeah yeah yeah?. Well, then you could not be lost,. yeah yeah yeah.. . Which way are you comin' from,. goin' up or gettin' down?.