{spoken:}

A luscious bitch she is, true

But it's not nice to fool mother nature

The proud mother of god like all ho's

Is jealous of her own shadow

Who is this young Vic Tanny bitch

Who wish to be queen for a day?

Who would sacrifice the great grandsons and daughters of her jealous mother

By sucking their brain until their ability to think was amputated

By pimping their instincts

Until they were fat, horny and strung-out

In a neurotic attempt to be queen of the universe

Who is this bitch?



{sung:}

Red hot mama from Louisiana

Thumbin' her way to Savannah

She been cooped up too long



Red hot mama lookin' to the city

Taxi dancers and big time spenders

She's been groovin'



Red hot mama was gettin' down

Scoping the places where fun to be found

She was smokin'



Ride on, red hot mama

Girl, you sure look good to me

Ride on, red hot mama

Girl, you sure look good to me

Ride on, red hot mama

Girl, you sure look good to me

Ride on, red hot mama

Girl, you sure look good to me



Red hot mama was really bad

She was badder than bad, bad as she want to be



Red hot mama was a real gas

Doin' it good and doing it fast

She was smokin'



Whoa, {etc}!



Ride on red hot mama

Girl, you sure look good to me

Ride on red hot mama

Girl, you sure look good to me

Ride on red hot mama

Girl, you sure look good to me

(Right on!)

Ride on red hot mama

Girl, you sure look good to me



Be my dog!

You look good, girl

Carry on!

Hey!

Get funky?



Hey baby

Be my dog



Red hot mama

Right on

Play, boy

Play on