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Pandora's Box

(Tyler/Kramer)
(Original Album: Get Your Wings, 1974)



When I'm in heat and someone gets a notion
I jump to my feet, I hoof it to the ocean
We hit a beach where no one give a hoot
Nobody never ever wears a suit
The ladies there, they look so proud
That's cause they know that their well endowed

Now I ain't much on Fannie's conversation
Or care to much about her operation
But every time Pandora come my way
I get high, can't explain the sensation

To get it on I got to watch what I say
Or I'll catch hell from the women's liberation
Sweet Pandora
god-like aura
Smellin' like a flora
Open up your door-a for me

Sweet Pandora
Mama crack a smile for me
Just for me

Now I ain't what you'd call a city slicker
Or claim to fame to be a slitty licker
But every time Pandora come my way
I get high, can't explain the sensation

To get it on I got to watch what I say
Or I'll catch hell from the women's liberation


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