Helen Reddy

Tulsa Turnaround

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Oh Lord he wishes he'd never been stoned
‘Cause when he gets high he can’t leave those women alone
Omaha sherrif and his boys ready to slaughter
Lookin’ for the man who turned on the mayor’s daughter

Omaha honey had a hold on a hell of thing
Down in the holler every evenin’ you could hear her sing
She said a funky bug showed me the Tulsa turnaround
Stepped on my toes, turned me on and turned me down
Fit me like a hand in a glove, and he taught me how to love, y'all

Five miles of road between him and the hounds
A rosy-throat sherrif and his deputies trackin’ him down
He wishes he was back in Macon takin’ it easy
But if a man‘s gonna eat fried chicken he’s gonna get greasy

Omaha honey had a hold on a hell of a thing
Down in the holler every evenin’ you could hear her sing
She said a funky bug showed me the funky turnaround
Stepped on my toes, turned me on and turned me down
Fit me like a hand in a glove, and he taught me how to love, y'all

Omaha honey had a hold on a hell of thing
Down in the holler every evenin’ you could hear her sing
She said a funky bug showed me the Tulsa turnaround
Stepped on my toes, turned me on and turned me down
Fit me like a hand in a glove and he taught me how to love, y'all

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