Yell help
Too many cooks and a bird in the bush, yell help
Yell help
If your mirror busts and your cat gets cussed, yell help

'Cause down the road you find someone else
Who's looking
Down the road you find another sweet lady cooking
So I gotta yell help

Yell help
Yell help
Yell help

Yell help
Some shelter from the storm like the travel agent warned
Yell help
If you can help your supers***ions, they gonna keep you warm

'Cause down the road you find someone else
Who's looking
Down the road you seen another sweet lady cooking
So I gotta yell help

Yell help
Yell help
Yell help
Yell help
Yell help

I wish tonight wasn't Wednesday night
I wish it wasn't the thirteenth of July, yell help
And you're looking at the guy, whose eyes can't deny
That he wishes he were somewhere else tonight

I wish tonight wasn't Wednesday night
I wish it wasn't the thirteenth of July, yell help
And you're looking at the guy, whose eyes can't deny
That he wishes he were somewhere else tonight

Well, I met this woman down in New Orleans
Lord she built just like a dream
Even wore stockings that had seams
And she was ugly

Now hell, I don't mind women of her kind
I'll even pay sometimes for a woman that's ugly
She built like a steamroller just the kind to mow you over anytime
Hey the moment might arrive

On Bourbon Street, well, the ugliest woman
You'll ever meet
But she's mine all mine and she's ugly
So I better yell help

Yell help
Yell help
Yell help

She was ugly, too
She was ugly, too
Yell help
She was ugly, too
She was ugly, too
Yell help

She was ugly, too
She was ugly, too
Yell help
She was ugly, too
She was ugly, too
Yell help
Yell help

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