Bolivian Ragamuffin

Pack up your troubles in your old kit bag

You gotta dance to the tune of Bolivian Ragamuffin

Out take's short breaks

Love her 'til the earth quakes

Stand on the seashore lookin' at the city

See the street light, dog bite your lady on the titty

At the wax museum everybody cares to see themselves

As others care to see you but nobody wants to be you baby

Corn bread, cabbage head

Try and get a side of me

Hold my pickle, hold your lettuce

Special orders don't upset us

Kickstand face, looks so evil like knieval

Never make third base like a tongue in my old lady

Like a squatez vous and a domo arigato

Tip my hat to you rock a roller obbligatto

Stage show come in stride, smoke a bone i'm feelin' fine

Girls in heat will try and get us

Hash in bones won't upset us

He need cash....Kick in the pants

Wantin' for....Gotta dance

Say it ahh....To you to give us the chance

Ain't gonna do it...ain't gonna do it

Ain't gonna do it...ain't gonna do it

Ain't gonna do it...ain't gonna do it

Ain't gonna do it...ain't gonna do it

Ain't gonna do it...ain't gonna do it

And then sounds that only the "man" Steven Tyler can make!