The Muggs - Get It On

People train don't leave from Stubbville
Unlessin' you're a sheep or a hog
Brokedown in a cowboy town so I best be gettin' along
Got down on the farmer's daughter, a little cutie in St. Marie
I didn't mean a thing to her and she didn't mean a thing to me

I gotta get it on, get it on, get it on through
Just to get it on, get it on, get it on with you

Cuttin' heads in a dive in Memphis, layin' low in San Antoine
Drunk, dirty but I scored some loot countin' cards and rollin' the bones
Diggin' holes for the mob in Tucson, a few more than I cared to see
Some fake who was on the take but it's just better him than me

The man's on my shoulder, those good ole boys won't leave me alone
The nights are getting colder, and I wish you were keeping me warm
First thing if I get home, we're gonna get it on

Got my mind right on a chain gang, and I swear I've changed my ways
Upstate where they set me straight in the hole for thirty days
I'm on the next train to Motown and I'm rollin' straight home to you
On track if you take me back then I tell you what I'm gonna do

Written by:
ANTHONY SAMUEL DENARDO, DANIEL ALBERT METHRIC, MATTHEW THOMAS ROST

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