July please, I'm on my knees, The smell of your fresh cut grass, Your blue sky grins For all its sins Look another gorgeous levi ass July people come and go It looks like another perfect day Just to see your Striptease show July please try your best to stay
And a mongrel begins to bark At a wino in the park And his owner doesn't care 'Cause he really isn't there
Oh! ma ma ma,oh! ma ma ma,oh! ma ma ma My july
July, fizz bombs in my mouth, Babarama everywhere, I can't lie on my pocket trout
So I sit back in the easy chair And a woman of middle age Licks and thumbs another page Then she brushes off the dirt From her greyhound skirt (and all the boys go)
And a baby sucks its thumb To the sound of a steel drum And fountain water gush Through the thick bull rush (everybody)
