Three Dog Night - Tulsa Turnaround lyrics

Oh, Lord I wish I had never been stoned, 'Cause when I get high I can't leave those women alone. Omaha sheriff and his boys getting' ready to slaughter, Lookin' for the man who turned on the mayor's daughter. Omaha honey had a hold on a hell of a thing, Down in the holler ev'ry evenin' you could hear her sing, yeah. You know a funky bu*t a-showed me the Tulsa Turnaround, Stepped on my toes, turned me on and turned me down, Fit me like a hand in a glove, she taught me how to love, y'all. Five miles o' road between me and the hounds, A rosey throat sheriff and his deputies trackin'me down. Wish I was back in Macon takin' it easy 'Cause when a man's gonna eat fried chicken he's a-gonna get a-greasy. Omaha honey had a hold on a hell of a thing, Down in the holler ev'ry evenin' you could hear her sing, yeah. You know a funky bu*t a-showed me the Funky Turnaround, Stepped on my toes, turned me on and turned me down, Fit me like a hand in a glove, she taught me how to love, you all. Omaha honey had a hold on a hell of a thing, yeah Down in the holler ev'ry evenin' you could hear her sing, yeah. You know a funky bu*t showed me the Tulsa Turnaround, Stepped on my toes, turned me on then turned me down, Fit me like a hand in a glove, she taught me how to love, you all.