Jungle Telegraph

Mama had an epidural

Hoping I would be a girl

The night was black

The sky was booming

Darker clouds were surely looming

I heard screaming

Doctor shouts

And baby then I came out

And here I am

Found my way down the street

Chicken hawk's favorite meat

The man was big

The gun was loaded

He had cash but never showed it

I heard screaming

Bleeding throat

And baby I got on the boat

And here I am

Now I'm up here in the trees

Shakin' off the bugs and fleas

The days are long

The sun is beating

Each day I don't die is cheating

Send me some lovin'

Send me some lovin'

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