Mickey Avalon

Mickey Avalon - Jane Fonda lyrics

I had a baby named Jane

She could shake that thing

Said her Daddy used to hang

With Johnny Coltrane

She sang a soul train

With her friend named Jen

Her booty was bigger than a Mercedes Benz

Jen was a herdy-gerdy-dirty little girly

I heard it from a birdy

She could cook a mean turkey

With gravy..baby baby baby

Baby was jens best friend, and maybe..

If you were lucky,

Licky licky, sucky sucky

Mickey mickey, fuck me fuck me

More junk in the trunk than a honda

I know you wanna do the JANE FONDA

One, two, three, four

Get your booty on the dance floor.

Work it out, shake it little momma

Let me see you do the jane fonda.

Five, six, seven now

If you dont know, let me show you how

To work it out..work it little momma

I know you wanna do the Jane Fonda

I had a princess, queen of incest

She was (in Reba Jean her) big breasts

And big eyes and a big ass to match

Jean wasn't fat, she was easy to catch

Then came Molly your hood from Hollywood High

So fly she was trans-atlantic

She was a manic depressive(manic depressive)

Which was impressive,

Very impressive, I had to test it.

Tasted like chicken and was lemon scented.

She took me home to her momma

I taught them both how to JANE FONDA

One, two, three, four

Get your booty on the dance floor.

Work it out, shake it little momma

Let me see you do the jane fonda.

Five, six, seven now

If you dont know, let me show you how

To work it out..work it little momma

I know you wanna do the jane fonda

I had a girl named Dana

From Aanta Anna

She was a waitres at the copa cabana

She was slammin and her ass was jammin

Like Janet Jackson in the Rhythm Nation

Her brother Jason had a girl named Grace

You could see her ass from outer space

So I landed on the planet

And planted a Mickey Av flag dammnit

One, two, three, four

Get your booty on the dance floor.

Work it out, shake it little momma

Let me see you do the Jane Fonda.

Five, six, seven now

If you dont know, let me show you how

To work it out..work it little momma

I know you wanna do the Jane Fonda

One, two, three, four

Get your booty on the dance floor.

Work it out, shake it little momma

Let me see you do the Jane Fonda.

Five, six, seven now

If you dont know, let me show you how

To work it out..work it little momma

I know you wanna do the Jane Fonda

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