TISM Jack Elliot's Turf Whinge lyrics

Women; they can come
And uh women; they can go
And uh women; they can talk about Michaelangelo
But don't you call his number
I'll be your back-door man,
Rectangular with a wire-mesh screen
I'll be your back-door man,
Rectangular with a wire-mesh screen
I'll be your back-door man,
By the way, how are the kids?...
"Well then what do you think about that?"
"Uhh.. greebo yeebo, reti po haleb, crouw a,
fantic rantic, manya mmm... binqua?"
I'm your little red rooster baby

I prefer wheat to pellets
I'm your little red rooster
Hey I like the way you interpreted that opportunist go a lot if.
You're like a hound dog baby4
You hear really high-pitched whistles
You're like a hound dog baby
Go on the best yep wop ho
I've been down so goddam long
I must remember to pick up a tube of Deep Heat rub
I've been down so very damn long
I said woe-den boe-den stink me out in woops.