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Correct Big Yeallow Streetsweeper Lyrics
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Root Boy Slim
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Correct Big Yeallow Streetsweeper
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Yeah yeah I'm gonna tell you a story that happened to me in 1980 You know sometimes I don't know right from wrong I, oh as my mother said, "I go off my ka-zip" The psychiatrists they have the words for it, but I traded my tv and my vcr Didn't have no use for 'em anymore For a guitar Named that guitar Little Freaky I was gonna change my name from Root Boy Slim To "Guitar Get Down And Be Guitar Get Down With Little Freaky" I decided I'd take that guitar up from Florida to Georgia in my Thunderbird Maybe I could get a lesson and learn how to play a little bit I wanted to marry that guitar So I took that guitar to Macon, Georgia Took it around to feel her in the old country places Where my ancestors come over In King George's time And then I took that guitar up to Atlanta I was in the Atlanta Hilton Somebody had stole the keys to my Thunderbird My car was locked up, I couldn't get my guitar I went crazy for Little Freaky I could hear Little Freaky callin to me So I busted up and got in a big fight in the parking garage And had to leave town But as I was walking out of Atlanta Georgia A strange thing happened to me One of the strangest things that ever happened to me A lot of strange things have happened to Root Boy Slim I saw this Streetsweeper, streetsweeper on a construction site I walked over to it And lordy, it had the keys in it I didn't have no way to get back to Flagler Beach, Florida I-I-I I guess I was a little crazy But I climbed up in that streetsweeper And it had the key in it I turned the key over Yes it started right up I'd never driven no construction machinery before So I fooled with the levers and I fooled with the pedals Then I got it going forward Went down a big embankment, across the superhighway Nobody gonna get in my way with that big old streetsweeper Big yellow streetsweeper Sweep for me, in Atlanta, Georgia I drove from Atlanta, sweeping up a storm I put that sweeper down I was sweeping, yes I was Yeah yeah, I drove out of town But then I stopped off at the Jimmy Carter Center Yes I was looking for work That's where they got me They put me in the pre-trial detention center Say the boy crazy Steal a streetsweeper? Yeah I did two months Two months in the pre-trial detention center But people you know I had so much fun on that streetsweeper I think it was worth it
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