Three nights ago I was at a disco Man, I wanted to bump, I was rarin' to go And this big fat woman, bumped me on the floor She was rarin' to go, that chick was rarin' to go Then she did a dip, almost broke my hip She was gettin' down, that chick was gettin' down She wanted to bump some more, but I told her, "no!" You done knocked me down once You done knocked me down once Said if you want to dance find you a big fat man Y'all both can get on down, y'all both can get on down Huh!
All together BOOM!!
I ain't gonna bump no more with no big fat woman I ain't gonna bump no more with no big fat woman I ain't gonna bump no more with no big fat woman I ain't gonna bump no more with no big fat woman Lord, I ain't gonna bump no more with no big fat woman I ain't gonna bump no more with no big fat woman I ain't gonna bump no more with no big fat woman I ain't gonna bump no more with no big fat woman
Well I'm not dumb but I can't understand Why she walked like a woman and talked like a man Oh my Lola la-la-la-la Lola la-la-la-la Lola
Girls will be boys and boys will be girls It's a mixed up muddled up shook up world except for Lola La-la-la-la Lola
Well I left home just a week before And I'd never ever kissed a woman before But Lola smiled and took me by the hand And said dear boy I'm gonna make you a man
It was a peculiar request I grant you but now everyday she starts her day by cracking a fresh egg on her gorgeous head and I couldn't love her anymore than I do.
It was a fine ... day.... I sat in the sun on a bench; the animal within me licking the chops of memory; the spiritual side a little drowsed, promising subsequent penitence, but not yet moved to begin.
After all, I reflected, I was like my neighbours; and then I smiled, comparing myself with other men, comparing my active goodwill with the lazy cruelty of their neglect. And at the very moment of that vainglorious thought, a qualm came over me, a horrid nausea and the most deadly shuddering. . . . I began to be aware of a change in the temper of my thoughts, a greater boldness, a contempt of danger, a solution of the bonds of obligation. I looked down; my clothes hung formlessly on my shrunken limbs; the hand that lay on my knee was corded and hairy. I was once more Edward Hyde.
Man is not truly one, but truly two.
All human beings ... are commingled out of good and evil.
