Got Ma Nuts from a Hippy

Lyrics

A 2, 3, 4

Well, I met her in a bar, the men with big guitars were playing
And I listened with my ears but I couldn't hear what she was saying

I guess she talked with her mind
But I didn't want to seem too unkind so I just laughed
And kept my eyes peeled to the door
Wondering what I was there for

But it's alright, and it's alright
And it's alright, and it's alright
I got ma nuts from a hippie in a camper van on Saturday night

Well, I asked if she believed in Adam and Eve, the fable
And I guess she would've given me an answer if only she was able

And she danced like a medicine man
Drew a crazy picture on my hand and told me
She wanted to change my point of view
Asked me where I was going to

But it's alright, and it's alright
And it's alright, and it's alright
I got ma nuts from a hippie in a camper van on Saturday night

Well, she whispered in my ear, "We got to get us out of here to the country"
I asked her for a ride, she took me aside, she said, "Try me"

I thought I'm going to wake pretty soon
In the middle of a Sunday afternoon, just dreaming
And it was warm in the back of her van
When she made me a real man

She made me cry, she made me cry
Wah, she made me cry, wah, she made me cry

Well it's alright, well it's alright
Well it's alright, well it's alright
I got ma nuts from a hippie in a camper van on Saturday night
I got ma nuts from a hippie in a camper van on Saturday night
I got ma nuts from a hippie in a camper van on Saturday night
I got ma nuts from a hippie in a camper van on Saturday night

Credits

Musicians

Jon Fratelli
Vocals, Guitar
Barry Fratelli
Bass, Vocals
Mince Fratelli
Drums, Vocals

Production

Producer
Tony Hoffer

Recording information

Recorded at
Sunset Sound