He's got the dirtiest shoes that I ever seen
Chew on a blunt, wipe his butt with a magazine
Smokin' his crack, wash it down with gasoline
Still he push the button, E.F. Hutton when he speaks to me
Oh, you know he told me, "Shake it, don't break it
It took too damn long to make it"
Leroy is my mojo man
Leroy is my mojo man
He come, he take me by the hand
'Cause Leroy is my mojo man tonight, alright
He's just a pimp with a limp and some Vaseline
Told me to "Look over there", stole my nectarine
Said, "Don't turn your back on me black, I'm a sex machine"
Still he push the button, E.F. Hutton when he speaks to me
Oh you know he told me
"Shake it, don't break it; It took too damn long to make it"
Leroy is my mojo man
Leroy is my mojo man
He come, he take me by the hand
'Cause Leroy is my mojo man tonight, alright
Oh you know its
"Shake it, don't break it; It took too damn long to make it"
"Shake it, don't break it; It took too damn long to make it"
Leroy is my mojo man
Leroy is my mojo man
Come and take me by the hand
'Cause Leroy is my mojo man tonight, alright
Leroy is my mojo man
Leroy is my mojo man
Come and take me by the hand
'Cause Leroy is my mojo man tonight, alright
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A guy stopped at a local gas station, and after filling his tank, paid the bill and bought a soft drink. He stood by his car to drink his cola and watched a couple of men working along the road.
One man would dig a hole two or three feet deep and then move on. Then the other man would come along behind him and fill in the hole. While one was digging a new hole, the other was 25 feet behind, filling in the hole. The men worked right past the guy with the soft drink and went on down the road.
"I can't stand this," said the man tossing the can into a trash container and heading down the road toward the men. "Hold it, hold it," he said to the men. "Can you tell me what's going on here, with all this digging and refilling?"
"Well, we work for the government and we're just doing our job," one of the men said.
"But one of you is digging a hole and the other fills it up. You're not accomplishing anything. Aren't you wasting the taxpayers' money?"
"You don't understand, mister," one of the men said, leaning on his shovel and wiping his brow. "Normally there are three of us: me, Elmer and Leroy. I dig the hole, Elmer sticks in the tree and Leroy, here, puts the dirt back. Now just because Elmer's sick, that doesn't mean that Leroy and me can't work!"