Toe Jam

Written by：A Songs/Moldy Fig

I was asked in New York City

Do you like my clothes

I'm talking to my tape recorder

Walking down the road

But on Friday night

I'm purified that my feet don't touch the floor

When the rubber meets the road

In between my toes

Everyday is f**king perfect it's a paradise

Watch my life like it's a movie

Have to watch it twice

A boy looks at a girl

And a girl looks like a pony

She gallops all day long

In between my toes

And every night she's purified

She don't do that dance no more

When the rubber meets the road

In between my toes

I'm skanking on the dance floor

I'm drunk off that hennessey

I ain't sober

I don't mix with coca cola or soda

But right now I'm on a roller

I take a look over my shoulder

When I see that sexy thing

I think it's time to work my way over

So I shuffle on my heals

And bounce on my toes

I'm crazy and she knows

Still it's all good I suppose

She picked a good place and she paked it up

I got behind her and I lapped it up

And we danced all night till the sun came up

Then I took her to my yard then I racked it up

I'm a member of the ju ju nation

Down in new orleans

You don't need an application

If you move your feet

Explode

If you poke it

Exposed

On the floor

It grows

If you soak it

It rolls

Out the door now

Summer time every night

Now my feet don't touch the floor

She don't do that dance no more

In between my toes

Him and you you and I

I don't do that dance no more

When the rubber meets the road

In between my toes

The lady starts to sing

But she ain't no disco dancer

She learned to shake her thing

In between my toes

Explodes

If you poke it

Exposed

On the floor

It grows

If you soak it

It rolls

Out the door

Explodes

If you poke it

Exposed

On the floor

It grows

If you soak it

It rolls

Out the door