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Brother John
See the man with the red dress on,
He's a real cool cat inside.
Walking around the boutiques,
Selling hashish on the side.
Oh, yeah yeah!
Captain Cool's got nothing on this guy.
Oh, brother John!
Turns me on, yeah!
Blue pants flopping around his legs
And hitting top around his hips.
Relaxes women easy.
He don't like it, no bad trips.
Oh yeah, oh-oh-oh.
Oh, Brother John.
Get it on, yeah!
She's a lady, I'm killer,
Walking around so cool.
You better watch out, you don't want like that,
Or this bounds will follow you.
Oh, yeah yeah!
Captain Cool's got nothing on this guy.
Oh, brother John!
Get it on, yeah!
Uh-uh-uh yeah yeah yeah!
All right!
See the man with the red dress on,
He's a real cool cat inside.
Walking around the boutiques,
Selling hashish on the side, yeah!
Brother John is a real cool cat,
We met him by the sea.
He said: "Wanna score hash?"
We said: "Run along, trash!"
And he climbed on top of me.
Yeah!
Never dark in my rumpous room,
Set the spider to the fly.
He said: "Wanna score hash?"
We said: "Run along, trash!"
And he hit me in the eye.
Oh, yeah!
Uh-uh yeah!
This Brother John!
Yeah-yeah! Oh-wah-wah-wah-yeah-yeah-yeah!