Chowder

Why don't you love me
Say that you do
It's like driving me crazy baby
Get down and go

I got the chowder

Along comes Sally
I'm so at home
Get so eaten baby
I'm looking to go

I got the chowder

Ding dong daddy
Get down blues
In New York City baby
I wear white shoes

Come on, I got to do it
Yeah, that's right
I got to keep on riding it baby
I got to do it like a lovin machine

Fuck, come on

Do it all night long
Like a rolling stone
Hey baby, don't you wanna feel like me

I got the chowder

Baby I got the, I got the, I got the chowder