Tekst piosenki
(based on Dorsey, Whittaker)
Jeff:
Listen here, folks, I'm gonna sing a little song
Don't get mad, I don't mean no wrong
You know, it's tight like that!
Aw, it's tight like that!
You hear me talkin' to you
I mean, it's tight like that!
If you see my gal, tell her to hurry home
I ain't had no sleep since she's been gone
You know, it's tight like that!
I mean it's tight like that!
You hear me talkin' to you
I mean, it's tight like that!
Now when you see my girl live across the hall
Found another mule, kicking in my stall
You know, it's tight like that!
I mean it's tight like that!
You hear me talkin' to you
I mean, it's tight like that!
Uncle Bill came home, 'bout half past ten
Couldn't find his key so he couldn't get in
You know, it's tight like that!
Aw, it's a nasty thing like that!
You hear me talkin' to you
I mean, it's tight like that!
[Scatting]
Tight like that!
[Scatting]
Chris:
You ain't treatin' me right, Mr. Burn
Drop my parcel in the mud
You gotta wipe it off, Oh wipe it off
Now I came in clean, so you gotta wipe it off
You ain't treatin' me right, Mr. Neal
You can't drive my automobile, unless you
Wipe it off, Oh wipe it off
Now I came in shiny so you gotta wipe it off
Now Jeff Healey don't you be no fool
You shouldn't play on that same old tool
Unless you wipe it off, Oh wipe it off
Yes You gotta wipe it off, Jeff Healey
