I Dig You

Late in the evening
I fall down drunk
You got me feeling
Not drunk but drowned
Knock my teeth out
Make way for the gold
That's my guarantee
My love, my word
Baby, I dig you
I ate scum off the street
Eat raw macaroni
Messed up in a minute
Come on now girl
You got to show me
If you want me to
Anything I would
Solid gold guarantee
All my love
Baby, I dig you
I dig your groovy hips
I dig your barbecued lips
I dig you much and more
I dig you baby and I want you to know
That I love you
Yeah send me some money
I got a fat bank roll baby
Cadillac, Lincoln-Mercury style
Ahhhhhhhh mmmm
Mercy
Like Wilky to Coochy
Like Coochy to Sis
Jojo to Natra
I need a little soul kiss
Baby, I dig you