Jungle Telegraph - Eels

Mama had a epidural

Hoping I would be a girl

The night was black, the sky was blue

The darker clouds are showing noon

I heard screaming, the doctor shouts

Didn’t give in, I came out

And here I am

I found my way down the street

Chicken hawks, filled with meat

The man was big, the gun was loaded

She had cash, but never showed it

I heard screamin', bleeding throat

And baby I got on that boat

And here I am

Now im up here in the trees

Shaking off the bugs and fleas

The days are long, the sun is beating

Each day I don’t die is cheating

Send me some lovin'

Send me some lovin'

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