[Intro]
Have mercy, Lord
This is Thunderhead Hawkins from the Almeria
[Verse 1]
Well, you know you get the hots for some gal, you just can't stop
Makin' love six times a day better than pork chop
'Cause one good as the other, if you know what I mean
Some of them like a little bit of fat
Some of them like that meat just a little bit lean
[Verse 2]
I like gravy on the side with hot and juicy loving
Brown sugar on top, sausage warm out of the oven
Ooh, sometimes you get to eating, ooh Lord, and you just can't stop
Make me wonder to myself
Why oh why, why did I leave that last pork chop?
[Verse 3]
Well, met this fine gal in the choir, she sure could sing
She said, "Come down to my house
I'm gon' give you ham hocks and beans"
We devoured each other, Lord, her kitchen was smoking hot
I had to jump up and open a window and I thought to myself
Why did I leave that last pork chop?
Have mercy, Lord
This is Thunderhead Hawkins from the Almeria
[Verse 1]
Well, you know you get the hots for some gal, you just can't stop
Makin' love six times a day better than pork chop
'Cause one good as the other, if you know what I mean
Some of them like a little bit of fat
Some of them like that meat just a little bit lean
[Verse 2]
I like gravy on the side with hot and juicy loving
Brown sugar on top, sausage warm out of the oven
Ooh, sometimes you get to eating, ooh Lord, and you just can't stop
Make me wonder to myself
Why oh why, why did I leave that last pork chop?
[Verse 3]
Well, met this fine gal in the choir, she sure could sing
She said, "Come down to my house
I'm gon' give you ham hocks and beans"
We devoured each other, Lord, her kitchen was smoking hot
I had to jump up and open a window and I thought to myself
Why did I leave that last pork chop?
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