Mama Just Wants To Barrelhouse All Night Long

I was up the road on easy street
Watching everybody stand around and cheat
A man comes up and says, 'Move along
Down to the corner where you belong'
But mama just wants to barrelhouse all night long
I hear the city singing like a siren choir
Some fool tried to set this town on fire
TV preacher screams 'come on along'
I feel like Fay Wray face to face with King Kong
But mama just wants to barrelhouse all night long
Sometimes I wonder what I am
I feel like I’m living in a hologram
It doesn’t seem to matter what’s right or wrong
Everybody’s grabbing and coming on strong
But mama just wants to barrelhouse all night long