Rolene

Come on, operator, gimme Rolene on my line
She knows what I need to ease a craving in my spine
A cheerleader's smile
Tijuana style
Your daddy might be judge
Sure know how to nudge

Alright, Rolene
Rolene
Rolene

Well, I've been living so white and clean
Jack, it's made me mean
I need Rolene's smooth, round thigh
It's like a rush to get me high
I give it my best shot
Honey, all I got
My name may not be Hud
But I'll show you I'm no dud

Alright, Rolene
Rolene
Rolene

You know my baby's love
Just like a sweet velvet glove
Honey, crack that whip
Ya make me bite my lip

Alright, Rolene
Rolene
Rolene



Credits
Writer(s): John Moon Martin
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