Who Do Man

(álbum: Ready For Confetti - 2011)

I ride around in a Cadillac
Three fancy ladies dancing in the back
A million dollars in the trunk for fun
And a Bengal tiger riding shotgun

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I'm the who do man, the who do man
I got the fire, the frying pan
Hot dog I'm the who do man

Now I was born my momma's child
The angels sang and the good Lord smiled
I tipped the doctor, the doctor says
Who in the hell does he think he is

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I got the skinny, I got the goods
I got the antenna on the neighborhood
I know your baby, I know her cuz
I know who doesn't and I know who does

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If you want the dirt on so-and-so
Don't go asking just any old Joe
Jack or Jimmy or Boudreaux
Don't waste your money 'cause they don't know

The prosecutor told the deputy
Have the police pin a tail on me
How I lost 'em, they never knew
'Cause they ain't dealing with just any who

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So when you're sitting on your porch at night
You spy a shadow in the long moonlight
You hear a rumble, a tiger growl
Ask for who, don't ask me how

I'm the who do man, the who do man
I got the answer, a perfect plan
No use in trying to understand
Got the fire, the frying pan
Hot dog I'm the who do man
The who do man
The who do man, oh