Come Together Tina Turner

Here comes old flat top
He come grooving up slowly
He got Joo Joo eye-ball
He one holy roller
He got hair down to his knee
Got to be a joker
He just do what he please

He wear no shoeshine
He got toe jam football
He got monkey finger
He shoot Coca-Cola
He say "I know you, you know me"
One thing I can tell you
Is you got to be free

Come together, right now, over me

He bag production
He got walrus gumboot
He got O-no side board
He one spinal cracker
He got feet down below his knee
Hold you in his armchair
You can feel his disease