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Rumblin’ Bass (Lee Rocker)

Long before woman, long before man God realized he was a music fan Thunder was clapping, waves were slapping And the palm trees playing like a rubber band And the bible man, was his rumblin’ friend Elephants talking, zebras a-walking Armadillos grooving into the bar Dinosaurs, they’re not sure, evolution at the door Don’t wanna be a donkey, wanna stand on all floors I’m so uptight that I’m not upright There must be a place Where I can state my case You can slap my bass But you cannot erase The way I feel when I play Rumblin’ Bass Rumblin’ Bass Rumblin’ Bass Rumblin’ Bass After the cesspool man arrived With eagle his amigo, lust in his eyes Cat scratches his own legs, man crawling back in disgrace So he prayed to the God of the rumblin’ bass Strung up one, later I'll be gone Concret jungle working on the night shift Long day (OK) no one left to dance with Back at my cave as a pussy cat Shaped like a woman but she don’t talk back She’s so sweet and low, that only my fingers know There must be a place Where I can stay my case You can slap my bass But you cannot erase The way I feel when I play Conflict came, conflict went Golden rule ‘cause rules were bent Use your head, you ain’t dead If you’re still in the race Resing yourself to a second place Don’t you mess with the rumblin’ bass There must be a place Where I can state in my case You can slap my bass But you cannot erase The way I feel when I play Rumblin’ bass Rumblin’ bass Slap my bass, trash my place Put that guitar back in its case Put on heels or leather and lace Only make love, to the rumblin’ bass