 (M. Carl)
I took a business trip
Down to Florida
I got a room at a Holiday Inn
There was an earthquake in California
Must be the reason why this place was shakin'
Down in the barroom it was
Loaded with servicemen
Elbow to elbow
I said: "Scuze me blood,
Just what is shakin'?"
He say, "Girls on the dance floor
Wrestling in jello"
And the joint was jammin'
From the pumpin' by the D.J.
They were rappin' and clappin'
When up steps Little Sheba
Chorus:
Little Sheba she's as tough as you find
She's the local color burnin' like a Florida Pine
They raise the girls on gator down here
Doncha know
Little sheba she's the favorite one
Everybody's got money on her 9 to 1
They raise the girls on gator down here
Doncha know
Into the ring steps her worthy opponent
A nasty little vixen with a New York vibe
Before Little Sheba could say,
"Welcome to Dixie"
She'd kick all her buttons
And punched out her headlights
And the crowd was reelin'
They were chomping and chanting
They can't believe what they're seein'
Didn't look good for Little Sheba
Chorus
Now to make a long story
Just a little bit longer
Little Sheba was humbled on that humid night
She returned from emergency
With a fistfull of fractures
Our fabled femme fatale
Spoilin' for another fight
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