Maskman & The Agents - Wigs lyrics

I go for a girl that wears a wig (What kind of wig?) Any kind of wig, as long as it's a wig! (You better leave them things alone, boy, they'll get you in trouble.) (How do you know?) I know a girl called Mary White She wears a different wig every night Then she called me on the telephone "What kind of wig you want me to put on?" Cause on a Monday she's a brunette (And on a Tuesday) She's a blonde (And on a Wendesday) She's a blackhead (And on a Thursday she's a redheaded girl) Yeah yeah yeah yeah Took me home with her to meet her dad and mother I gave a dollar to her big-eyed brother, she said "Mama, papa, I want to make him mine" I grabbed my hat and said I changed my mind Pop grabbed his shotgun and telephone, he said ("Papa, [?] me, Reverend Joe") And ol' rev' came over and he laid his jive, and ah Pop turned his back and gave the reverend five I said (Wigs ol' wigs is a-callin' me home) "That's what I thought you said!" (Wigs ol' wigs is a-callin' me home) Say it again son, aha Ohhh, what kind of wig is that? (Look at 'em, (?), be lookin' good to me) (I know it) We took off for the mountain on our Monday move No electric lights, I had to see by the light of the moon She said "Daddy I'm tired, and I want to go to bed" (She's got the wig right off her head) She scared me so bad I got in the (?) I wanted to shoot my mother-in-law When she took her teeth out, and put 'em in the gla** (I pulled out a (?)) (Wigs ol' wigs is a-callin' me home) Say it again, look at her (Wigs ol' wigs is a-callin' me home) That's what I thought you said (Wigs ol' wigs is a-callin' me home)