Um Chagga Lagga

Well I’m headed south but kinda west
Up around the bend, one more breath
Standing tall in the rows of corn
Like Cora Pearl at ten in the morn
Um chagga lagga on the side of the road
Um chagga lagga on the side of the road
Um chagga lagga in the Languedoc
Um chagga lagga in the Languedoc
Black coal night in Wallonia sticks
Saw your red light burn for like twenty clicks
(Come on, man)
Um chagga lagga on the side of the road
Um chagga lagga on the side of the road
Um chagga lagga in Wallonia sticks
Um chagga lagga in Wallonia sticks
But I’ll just keep on driving
Don’t get mixed up in shit
You could get used to it
I lost my way in the Tramontane
Cause that crazy stuff got in my brain
So I walked the marsh at Bouches-du-Rhône
Um chagga lagga on the side of the road
And all night long I heard you moan
Hmm hmm hmm hmm hmm hmm
Um chagga lagga on the side of the road
Hmm hmm hmm hmm hmm hmm
Um chagga lagga at Bouches-du-Rhône
Hmm hmm hmm hmm hmm hmm
But I’ll just keep on walking
It’s starting to hit me
They’re coming to get me
Aah, um chagga lagga on the side of the road
Um chagga lagga on the side of the road
Um chagga lagga at Bouches-du-Rhône
Um chagga lagga at Bouches-du-Rhône
Um chagga lagga at the gravy station
Um chagga lagga at the gravy station
Um chagga lagga in San Antone
Um chagga lagga in San Antone
Um chagga lagga on the side of the road
Um chagga lagga on the side of the road
Um chagga lagga on the side of the road
Um chagga lagga on the side of the road
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Um chagga lagga on the side of the road (Um chagga lagga on the side of the
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Um chagga lagga on the side of the road (Um chagga lagga on the side of the
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Um chagga lagga on the side of the road (Um chagga lagga on the side of the
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They’re coming to get me