Meet me on the bottom, bring me my running shoes,
When I come out the window, we ain't got time to lose.
Well I ain't superstitious, but a black cat crossed my trail,
Don't brush me with my broom, Babe, I just might land in jail.
Well my right hand itchin', Babe, I get smothered by the shore,
Look down you engine, Babe, but somebody got to go.
Meet me on the bottom, Babe, bring me my running shoes,
When I come out the window, Babe, we ain't got time to lose.
Well I hope you are listening, when I come streaking by,
Got a bad old man, Babe, and I'm too young to die.
Well I ain't superstitious, but a black cat crossed my trail,
Don't brush me with my broom, Babe, I just might land in jail.
Dogs been barking all around my neighborhood,
You give a sign, Babe, ain't do nobody no good.



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