On the Top (Club Sandwich Remix) - Santa Maffy

Poke Better watch that Poke chop sandwich... waitin' in th' sack Ridin' a tom tom, a double fat back Got my poke chop sandwich... Layin' on da drum Poke chop greazy... i'm gonna get some Get some a' dat poke chop Poke chop sandwich Poke chop Poke chop sandwich Yeah yeah twenty five Louisiana back beat and th' texas bop Do a hollywood shuffle jes' can't top it New york turn around and Th' London stomp African good luck combination I know that ya want Poke chop Poke chop sandwich Poke chop Double poke chop sandwich Play on Spider & lightnin' hopkins got Th' big bad beat Ain't no question what they gonna eat Spider wanna a bottle, Lightnin' wanna a can They'll take in a bucket 'Cause they dam well can A poke chop A poke at dat chop Cut dat poke chope Poke chop sandwich Feel like, I feel like a poke chop sandwich Give me dat sandwich in wax paper Pork chop sandwich

Remember Rio and get down Like some other DJ, in some other town She's been trying to tell me to hold tight But I've been waiting this whole night But I've been down across a road or two But now I've found the velvet sun That shines on me and you In the back, uh huh, I can't crack We're on top It's just a shimmy and a shake, uh huh I can't fake, we're on top We're on top The day is breaking, we're still here Your body's shaking, and it's clear You really need it, so let go And let me beat it, but you know That I've been down across the road or two But now I've found the velvet sun That shines on me and you In the back, uh huh, I can't crack We're on top It's just a shimmy and a shake, uh huh I can't fake, we're on top We're on top We bring the bump to the grind, uh huh I don't mind, we're on top It's just a shimmy and a shake, uh huh I can't fake, we're on top We're on top And we don't need to satisfy, tonight So get your eyes off of my bride, tonight Cause I don't need to satisfy, tonight It's like a cigarette in the mouth Or a handshake in the doorway I look at you and smile because I'm fine And we don't need to satisfy, tonight So get your eyes off of my bride, tonight Cause I don't need to satisfy, tonight It's like a cigarette in the mouth Or a handshake in the doorway I look at you and smile because I'm fine

When I take you out, tonight, with me, Honey, here's the way it's goin' to be: You will set behind a team of snow white horses, In the slickest gig you ever see! Chicks and ducks and geese better scurry When I take you out in the surrey, When I take you out in the surrey with the fringe on top! Watch that fringe and see how it flutters When I drive them high steppin' strutters. Nosey pokes'll peek thru' their shutters and their eyes will pop! The wheels are yeller, the upholstery's brown, The dashboard's genuine leather, With isinglass curtains y' can roll right down, In case there's a change in the weather. Two bright sidelight's winkin' and blinkin', Ain't no finer rig I'm a-thinkin' You c'n keep your rig if you're thinkin' 'at I'd keer to swap Fer that shiny, little surrey with the fringe on the top! Did you say The fringe was made of silk Wouldn't have no other kind but silk Does it really have a team of snow white horses One's like snow, the other's more like milk All the world'll fly in a flurry When I take you out in the surrey, When I take you out in the surrey with the fringe on top! When we hit that road, hell fer leather, Cats and dogs'll dance in the heather, Birds and frogs'll sing all together and the toads will hop! The wind'll whistle as we rattle along, The cows'll moo in the clover, The river will ripple out a whispered song, And whisper it over and over: Don't you wisht y'd go on forever? Don't you wisht y'd go on forever? Don't you wisht y'd go on forever and ud never stop In that shiny, little surrey with the fringe on the top! I can see the stars gettin' blurry, When we drive back home in the surrey, Drivin' slowly home in the surrey with the fringe on top! I can feel the day gettin' older, Feel a sleepy head on my shoulder, Noddin', droopin' close to my shoulder, till it falls kerplop! The sun is swimmin' on the rim of a hill; The moon is takin' a header, And jist as I'm thinkin' all the earth is still, A lark'll wake up in the medder. Hush, you bird, my baby's a-sleepin'! Maybe got a dream worth a-keepin' Whoa! you team, and jist keep a-creepin' at a slow clip clop. Don't you hurry with the surrey with the fringe on the top!