Who Do Man

I ride around in a Cadillac
Three fancy ladies dancin' in the back
A million dollars in the trunk for fun
And a Bengal tiger ridin' shotgun

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I'm the who do man, the who do man
I got the fire, the fryin' pan
Hot dog I'm the who do man

Now I was born my momma's child
The angles sang and the good Lord smiled
I tipped the doctor, the doctor says
Who in the hell does he think he is

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I got the skinny, I got the goods
I got the antenna on the neighborhood
I know your baby, I know her cuz
I know who doesn't and I know who does

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If you want the good on so-and-so
Don't go askin' just any old Joe
Jack or Jimmy or Boudreaux
Don't waste your money 'cause they don't know

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The prosecutor told the deputy
Have the police put a tail on me
How I lost 'em, they never knew
'Cause they ain't dealin' with just any who

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So when you're sittin' on your porch at night
You spy a shadow in the long moonlight
You hear a rumble, a tiger growl
Ask for who, don't ask me how

I'm the who do man, the who do man
I got the answer, a perfect plan
No use in tryin' to understand
Got the fire, the fryin' pan
Hot dog I'm the who do man
The who do man
The who do man, oh



Credits
Writer(s): Robert Earl Jr Keen
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