Bolshevik Sugarcane

A speed freak
Feather bed
Antique
Newlywed
Mozambique
Infrared
Bolshevik sugarcane
I kiss the bride
She’s a beauty
Backside
Shake that booty
Blow dried
A little woozy
Chicken fried
Lord, heavy duty
I said, Bolshevik sugarcane
Don’t let your heart melt down
Don’t let your soul leave town
Just take your hands out your pockets
And let it roll like a rocket
Let it roll like a rocket
Roll like a rocket
Piston and a sprocket, sprocket
Baby we’re feedin' Davy Crockett
Some of that Bolshevik sugarcane
(Oh Winfield, come on now!)
Baby don’t let your heart melt down
Don’t let your soul leave town
Just take your hands out your pockets
And let it roll like a rocket
Let it roll like a rocket
Roll like a rocket
Piston and a sprocket, sprocket
Baby we’re feedin' Davy Crockett
Some of that Bolshevik sugarcane
Bolshevik sugarcane
Bolshevik sugarcane
Bolshevik sugarcane
Bolshevik sugarcane
Bolshevik sugarcane
Bolshevik sugarcane
Bolshevik sugarcane
Bolshevik sugarcane
Bolshevik sugarcane
Uh-huh, that’s right
Come on