Buffalo Sun Custom Van Blues Lyrics

I got a two-fisted mama
In the back of my Custom Van
I got a two-fisted mama
In the back of my Custom Van
Gonna give her a hand
Maybe two in my Custom Van

I got a red-hot mama
With a yearnin', burnin' desire
I got a red-hot mama
With a yearnin', burnin' desire
We gonna ball it up tonight
Get it up; get it in to her fire

I got a double-barrel mama
Heavy plans in my Custom Van
I got a double-barrel mama
Heavy plans in my Custom Van
Gonna shoot her up tonight
With a juicy bit of something nice

I got a stick-shift mama
Burns rubber like no girl can
I got a stick-shift mama
Burns rubber like no girl can
If I don't make her burn
My fuel-injected Custom Van can

I got a hot-fuse mama
Wearin' nothin' but her platform shoes
I got a hot-fuse mama
Wearin' nothin' but her platform shoes
We gonna ball, we gonna booze
Gonna take away my Custom Van Blues

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Buffalo Sun
S. R. O. Music Publishing, Co.