From the recording Chapter Jackson Vol. 1
Lyrics
Hey baby wanna fuss
I okie dokie’d on his chokey
I okie dokie’d on his chokey
His wood is hard
Hard to find
His wood is hard
Hard to find
I okie dokie’d on his chokey
I okie dokie’d on his chokey
He’s happier than a pig eating ---
He’s tryin to dip his wick
I told him he better be quick
He wants a farmer to milk his cow
I make him fresh milk fresh butter
It makes his pecker strong
He can go all night long
He buttered my backside
And called me a biscuit
I recon he was pleased
Had your girl on her knees
He was too big for his britches
Hey baby wanna fuss
I okie dokie’d on his chokey
I okie dokie’d on his chokey
His wood is hard
Hard to find
His wood is hard
Hard to find
I okie dokie’d on his chokey
I okie dokie’d on his chokey
He thinks the sun comes up
Just to hear me crow
He’s got me lower than a snake’s belly
In a wagon nut
My tits are like a bull
Every time he pull
His cornbread it ain’t done in the middle
His cornbread it ain’t done in the middle
If you’re looking for love
Then you’re in the wrong place
I’m a girl who really loves her space
You should have learned to rope and ride
Rope and Ride
He buttered my backside
And called me a biscuit
I recon he was pleased
Had your girl on her knees
He was too big for his britches
Hey babe wanna fuss
I okie dokie’d on his chokey
I okie dokie’d on his chokey
His wood is hard
Hard to find
His wood is hard
Hard to find
I okie dokie’d on his chokey
I okie dokie’d on his chokey