Don't call me hippy cause the way that I look,
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Cause I got a recipe and you know I can cook
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And I come forth with only good intent,
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You know I am Heaven bound but I'm surely hell bent
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On getting the job done like I know I should,
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Get the job done like my momma told me to.
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Only one thing can remember she said,
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You gotta earn all of your respect.
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And I don't care what race or what colour or what creed
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All that shit don't bother me,
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Only one thing that you should not forget,
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You gotta treat you mama wit respect
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And I don't care what fashion the styling of yo hair,
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I don't care about the car or the clothes you do wear.
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Only one thing that you should not forget,
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You gotta treat yo mama with respect.
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I got a couple of friends up in a tree in North-Cliff
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You know they're doing their part
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You know they're doing their bit.
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Trying to save our Mother from all this greed
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You know they know what she wants,
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You know they know what she needs.
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I got a couple of Sista's in South Australia,
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Stopping the Uranium from coming up,
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Oh yeah man you know they know what she need.
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They're stopping all of that Government Corporate Greed!
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Treat Yo Mama
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| John Butler Trio |
