years old þarký sözü

i was sittin´ in a breakfast room in allentown, pennsylvania, six o´clock in the morning, got up to early, it was a terrible mistake... sittin´ there face-to-face with a 75 cent glass of orange juice about as big as my finger and a bowl of horribly foreshortened cornflakes, and i said to myself: "this is the life!"...

she´s 200 years old,
so mean, she couldn´t grow no lips
boy, she´d be in trouble if she tried to grow a mustache

she´s two hundred years old
squattin´ down & pockin´ up
in front of the juke box
just like she had true religion.. boy!

she´s two hundred years old
hoy!, hoy!, in 200 years,
half of this, none of that,
one.. fifty.. oh squattin´,
yeah-ah, ain´t she got
oohhh, she got religion now, boy.

oohhhh,??????
oohhhh, she´s just mean,
she just, she just can´t grow no lips.
squat.. down, so mean she can´t grow no lips.
200 years old, so mean she can´t grow no lips.