This is TJ, dedicating this song to Black Betty
Whoa Black Betty, bambalam Whoa Black Betty, bambalam
She's from Birmingham, bambalam Way down in Alabama, bambalam
The way she shake that thing, bambalam Oh she make me sing, bambalam
Whoa Black Betty, bambalam Whoa Black Betty, bambalam
She really get me high, bambalam You know thats no lie, bambalam
Shes so rock steady, bambalam Oh shes always ready, bambalam
Whoa Black Betty, bambalam Whoa Black Betty, bambalam
Whoa Black Betty, bambalam Whoa Black Betty, bambalam
*Electronicish Vocal Interlude*
Oh Black Betty, bambalam Oh Black Betty, bambalam
Black Betty had a child, bambalam She swears its mine, bambalam
She must be out of her mind, bambalam She must think I'm blind, bambalam
Oh Black Betty, bambalam Oh Black Betty, bambalam
Oh Black Betty, bambalam Oh Black Betty, bambalam
*Electronic Vocal Interlude*
Monday she got me arrested, On Tuesday up in jail,
Wednesday my trail was attested, Thursday she posted my bail,
Friday we went walking, Saturday I was outta my door,
On Sunday we was talkin, Back on Monday she pawned all my clothes
Whoa Black Betty, bambalam Whoa Black Betty, bambalam
She's from Birmingham, bambalam Way down in Alabama, bambalam
The way she shake that thing, bambalam Oh she make me sing, bambalam
Whoa Black Betty, bambalam Whoa Black Betty, bambalam
She really get me high, bambalam You know thats no lie, bambalam
She's so rock steady, bambalam Oh shes always ready, bambalam
Whoa Black Betty, bambalam Whoa Black Betty, bambalam
Whoa Black Betty, bambalam Whoa Black Betty, bambalam
*Electronic Vocal Interlude*
Whooooa Black Betty!