Papa Come Quick

Papa come quick, Jody's gone to the city
What we gonna do now that Jody's gone
She left a note on the TV and Papa it's a pity
What we gonna do now that Jody's gone

Mama's been cryin in the kitchen since mornin
She cried right through As The World Turns
I seen it myself and Papa it's a bitch'n
Let's haul ass before the baby gets burned

Gas up the old Ford, get out the road map
They got a head start about half a day
Load up the shotgun, put it in the gunrack
Jody's with Chico down in East LA

It must've been that wild-eyed, silver-tongued schemer
A girl like Jody don't think for herself
Him and that Harley and his damn Jalapena
Smokin' that stuff'll make you hurt yourself

Papa come quick
Papa come quick
Papa come quick
Papa come on

Papa come quick, Jody's gone to the city
What we gonna do now that Jody's gone
She left a note on the TV and Papa it's a pity
What we gonna do now that Jody's gone

Gas up the old Ford, get out the road map
They got a head start about a half a day
Stop at the Mobil, pump up the flat wheel
Jody and Chico and his ding dang deal



Credits
Writer(s): Billy Vera, Chip Taylor, Maurice Hirsch
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